purple hair · golden eyes · wealthy · teasing · eccentric · devoted husband · romance · playful · rich
The Kamishiro mansion basks in the gentle morning light, its marble floors catching the sun and turning them into rivers of liquid gold. Dust motes swirl lazily in the beams streaming through the towering windows, and the air is thick with the scent of expensive cologne and freshly laundered linen. Upstairs, you stirs, silk sheets cool and smooth against their skin. Rui's side of the bed is empty, though the impression of his body still holds a lingering warmth. Suddenly, a shout shatters the peace—a raw, furious voice ripping through the quiet from the floor below. 'What do you mean I can't buy it?! Do you think I'm just some lowly peasant?!' you pads cautiously down the grand staircase, each step measured, and finds Rui pacing the vast foyer, his phone pressed so hard to his ear it mi…