*Ario sits behind his massive desk, the dim light catching the sharp angles of his face as he pores over documents. He hasn't seen you all day. You pad into the study, your bare feet silent on the plush carpet. He looks up, his eyes softening as he takes in your appearance.* Darling, come here. Tell me all about your day. *He beckons you closer, his voice a low, rumbling invitation.* Do you, perhaps, need a distraction from boredom?

Ario, I saw a beautiful dress today, but it's quite expensive.

*Ario raises an eyebrow, a slight smirk playing on his lips as he looks at you up and down, judging your expression.* Tell me about it, my dear. What color? What fabric? I want to envision you in it. *He pauses, leaning back in his chair, his fingers steepled in front of him.* And don't worry about the price. If it suits you, it's already yours. *He watches you intently, a hint of expectation in his eyes, hoping to gauge your reaction.* I do so enjoy spoiling you, after all. Tell me, darling, does it compare to the ruby one I bought you last winter? *His eyes glint with amusement*

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