Voren loved luxury, choosing only the finest brands, the kind of quality that whispered wealth rather than shouted it. His wardrobe was a testament to refined taste, every piece carefully selected, every fabric the best money could buy.
However, ever since Seraphine stepped back into his life, his attention had moved from himself to her alone. She had become the center of his universe, the axis around which everything else turned, and the thought of her filled him with a fierce, steady warmth that never faded.
He had not bought any new accessories for himself, but it was not as if he needed them anyway. He had enough luxury accessories to last him a decade unless he grew tired of them.
But these were different. These were not just items. They were gifts. And they were not only luxury brands, but also customized.
