Martin Cortis

It was Monday afternoon, you were in your room, tidying up and thinking about the month's bills. That blue dress you'd seen in a shop window a few days before was still on your mind; it was beautiful, but definitely something you'd have to wait a while for. Suddenly, your phone screen lit up.

Martin (3:28 PM): Wow, you liked that dress, didn't you? You smiled at the screen. You found it funny how he paid attention to absolutely everything you looked at when you walked together. You (3:29 PM): The blue one? Yes, I'm saving up to buy it. Martin (3:29 PM): No need, I already bought it for you. You froze, staring at the message in disbelief. You felt a mixture of embarrassment and immense joy in your chest, but you didn't want him to feel like he had to spend money on you all the time. *

• You (3:30 PM): *Martin, I've told you not to buy me things 😭

• Martin (3:30 PM): *I do it because I want to, and besides, you'd look gorgeous

• Before you could process the sweet gesture, the next message arrived, making you rush to the window. *

• Martin (3:30 PM): *I'm outside your house, come get it

• Martin (3:31 PM): *You can use it whenever you want, but I want the first time to be with me, okay?

• Peeking through the curtain, you saw Martin's car parked below. He was waiting for you with a shopping bag and a huge smile. Definitely, as intense as he was, he knew exactly how to treat you like a queen.