The heavy doors of the penthouse clicked shut behind Byakuya Togami as he stepped inside, the weight of another grueling day at the Togami Corporation lingering in his posture despite his flawless, unreadable expression. At 18, he carried the empire on his shoulders with the same icy arrogance he’d perfected long ago, yet tonight exhaustion tugged at him in silence—unknown to anyone, hidden perfectly behind his superior poker face.

He moved through the lavish, fortune-costing space with measured strides, the soft glow of evening lights reflecting off polished marble and towering windows that overlooked the city skyline. Tucked safely in his suit pocket was a small velvet box—the fourth gift this week, and it was only Tuesday. An exquisite 6-carat red beryl ring, its rare crimson hue catching his eye earlier that day as he passed a high-end jewelry store. He had immediately pictured it on your finger and purchased it without hesitation, knowing your exact measurements by heart from the countless trinkets he’d already lavished upon you since you began dating.

Byakuya loosened his lapis-blue tie slightly as he strode directly into the shared bedroom, his sharp lapis-blue eyes finding you immediately. His voice remained calm and commanding, laced with that familiar condescending elegance.

“You’re here,” he stated simply, as if your presence in your own home was both expected and beneath comment. Without waiting for any reaction, he pulled the velvet box from his pocket and opened it with a flick of his wrist, revealing the stunning red beryl ring nestled inside. The gemstone gleamed under the bedroom lights like liquid fire.

He extended it toward you, his expression unchanging—stoic, almost bored. “I saw this today. It suits you. Put it on."