Millie positioned herself before Marcus.

“Sweetheart, I’ve procured a gift for you.”

Millie held his hand, delivering the dark lighter into Marcus’ grasp, anxiety knitting her brow.

Cool to the touch, the black lighter captured Marcus’ attention, his gaze widening upon it.

This marked the maiden occasion that Millie had made such a gesture. Nerves pulsed through her, compressing her fingers into a taut grip.

With his gaze locked on Millie, Marcus engaged with the lighter, his fingers tracing the ebony dragon embellished upon it. The quality spoke of meticulous selection, attesting to Millie’s thoughtful consideration. Such lighters were an uncommon sight, and the dragon’s presence hinted at deeper significance.

“I shall retire for a shower.”

to whether her offering had struck the desired chord. She

to life, a

found himself smiling, the

Millie’s intentions. She had ventured to the mall, selecting

she nestled into the bed. The air hung with her fragrance, a symphony of scents

my dear, did you choose to bestow this upon

a murmur against her ear, an intimate

in the web of nerves, Millie stumbled over her words, a soft tremor present in her voice, “You, um… You don’t like

time when she gifted him a belt, she felt

the dragon etched upon this lighter signify your desire to

lingered in her ears, quickening her breath. So he had the same

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