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.”

had struck the desired chord. She collected her nightwear and hurried

sapphire flame sprung to life, a vivid hue

bathroom door swung shut, Marcus found himself smiling, the

had ventured to the mall, selecting a gift with

the bed. The air hung with her fragrance, a symphony of scents that seemed to dance

my dear, did you choose to bestow

a murmur against her ear, an intimate

in the web of nerves, Millie stumbled over her words, a soft tremor present in her voice,

when she gifted him a belt,

the dragon etched upon this lighter signify

lingered in her ears, quickening her breath.

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