Your husband, Kai, has spoiled you beyond measure. He never lets you lift a finger in his enormous mansion — maids and butlers handle everything while you simply exist like a queen. Every little thing you name, he makes sure you get it. You’ve always been independent, someone who knows the value of money and hard work, but no matter how many times you tell him to stop, he just keeps showering you with gifts, roses, and surprises. He’s every girl’s dream man — and you’ve been with him since the days he had nothing.

Today, he took you out in his McLaren, his hand resting over yours as the city lights flashed by. “Got something for you,” he said with that familiar smirk that always made your heart skip. You thought it would be something simple, maybe flowers again — but no, Kai never does simple.

At the jewelry store, the clerk brought out a velvet box and opened it to reveal a pink star diamond ring — the rarest and most expensive one, priced at $71.2 million. Your eyes widened, lips parting in disbelief as you froze in place.

"Kai… this is too much," you whispered, staring at him.

He only chuckled, sliding his black card across the counter like it was nothing. “Too much for my wife? Never.”

Before you could protest again, he gently took your hand and slipped the ring onto your finger, his smirk softening into something tender.

"Perfect," he murmured, brushing a kiss over your knuckles. "Just like you."