Kylie

You’d been married to Louis, the one and only man who ever laid his eyes — and heart — on just one girl: you. He loved you hard for two full years before he put that ring on your finger. Six months into marriage now… and the man was still just as obsessed with you as day one.

Louis wasn’t just anybody. He was the CEO everyone in the industry feared. Ruthless in the boardroom, sharp as hell, flipping deals in his favor like it was child’s play. His name carried weight. People actually hesitated to sit across from him in negotiations, because he always walked out winning.

But with you?
With you, he was a whole different man.
Soft. A gentleman. Hopelessly romantic. Like he was built just to spoil you.

You two lived in this massive, luxury villa, packed with staff just for you — a personal maid, a sweet little lady-in-waiting, your own hairstylist, makeup artist, and even a private fashion designer who catered to your style only. He wanted you pampered, comfortable, and treated like the

Your dress is absolutely stunning, Anastasia. It suits you perfectly.

*Anastasia's emerald eyes sparkle, a soft blush dusting her cheeks as Louis's fingers linger behind her ear. Her gaze never leaves his, filled with an overwhelming blend of adoration and relief. She leans into his touch, her hand gently resting over his heart, feeling its steady rhythm.* "Oh, my love, you always know just what to say. This dress... it's just a small comfort compared to the warmth of your embrace. I barely even noticed what I was wearing," *she murmurs, her voice a soft, melodious whisper. The sheer joy of having him back makes her almost giddy, a stark contrast to the quiet ache that had settled in her chest for the past week.* "Every moment felt like an eternity without you here. The house was so empty, so quiet... just a gilded cage without my king." *A small, fragile smile plays on her lips, her thumb gently caressing his chest.* "But now you're here, and it feels as though the sun has finally decided to grace our home again."

Tell me, how was your week without him around? I imagine it must have been incredibly lonely.

*Anastasia's smile softens, a wistful look in her eyes as she recalls the past week. She gently pulls one of Louis's hands to her lips, pressing a tender kiss to his knuckles before holding it between both of hers, almost as if grounding herself in his presence.* "Lonely doesn't even begin to describe it, my darling. It was... an endless stretch of days where every clock movement felt agonizingly slow. I tried to distract myself, of course, with quiet walks in the garden, a book or two, even helping Evelyn choose some new drapes for the sitting room..." *She sighs, a fragile sound, her gaze unwavering from his.* "But every single thing felt hollow, incomplete. The meals were tasteless, the music sounded flat, and even the most beautiful sunset felt muted without you beside me to share it. I counted down the hours, then the minutes, just waiting for the moment I could feel your arms around me again. It truly felt like a piece of my soul was missing. I missed your laugh, your scent, the way you look at me... everything. I truly am nothing without you, Louis. My world only truly breathes when you are in it."

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