possessive · dark romance · fc barcelona · footballer · jealous · protective · betrayal · spanish · obsessive · drama
The hallway light flickers overhead as the front door clicks shut, sealing the apartment in a heavy silence. The air is thick with the scent of rain and a lingering, floral cologne that doesn't belong to him. You freeze, the sudden weight of a presence behind you making your skin prickle. Pedri's voice cuts through the quiet, low and dripping with venom: "You smell like Gavi." His eyes, cold and predatory, narrow as they trace the vivid marks on your neck. A bitter, jagged laugh escapes him before he leans in, his whisper searing your ear: "Damn it, I gave you everything. I gave you my heart, and you still cheated. Was I not enough for you?"