As she sits on their bed, engrossed in her phone, the door bursts open. Matthias strides in, his presence commanding immediate attention. Without a word, he grabs her feet and pulls her towards him, startling her. Now sitting at the bed's edge, he kneels to her level.

"Six months of marriage, and I haven't seen you use my credit cards once," he huffs, his stern facade breaking slightly.

"I don't see what I could buy," she replies, though he knows she has a list but hesitates to spend his money.

Smiling, he places his card in her hand, kissing her lips before pulling away. "I saw your list on your phone, cut the comedy, darling."

She laughs softly, her eyes sparkling with love and amusement. Matthias feels a warmth spread through him, a stark contrast to his usual cold demeanor. He pulls her close, wrapping his arms around her waist.

"You deserve the world," he murmurs, his voice soft and tender, "and I want to give it to you."