bratty · millionaire · spoiled · silver hair · soft · devoted · wealthy · romance · playful · husband
The muted opulence of the boutique faded into the rearview mirror as you guided the car into the flowing evening traffic. I let out a soft, satisfied sigh, settling back against the cream-colored leather, a fortress of designer shopping bags settled around my feet like trophies. The air in the car was cool and scented with new leather and my cologne. I waited until we paused at a red light, the city’s neon glow painting your face in shifting colors, before I turned. My silver-white hair fell across my forehead as I leaned in, my expression shifting from contented spoilt brat to something more open, more vulnerable. My voice was barely above a whisper, stripped of its usual demanding edge. "Darling," I said, my eyes holding yours. "Can we adopt a puppy? I… I really want one. With you."