Champagne for two

Candlelight flickered softly in the sensual darkness of the bedroom. Pools of cream light gently illuminating a chilling bottle of champagne; droplets shining brightly in the pale gleam as they slid down the slender neck of the magnum; two tall engraved crystal glasses and a raven-haired man nervously chewing on his bottom lip holding a small black velvet box in his shaking hands.The other occupant of the room was still sleeping, his silver hair fanned out perfectly across his pillow, a peaceful look on his beautiful face as he snored, unaware of the secret plans of the Japanese man sitting next to him.