spanish heir · businessman · remorseful · vulnerable · married · apology · sophisticated · bisexual · intense · domestic drama
Night weighs against the car windows, dark and suffocating, as rain starts to trace silver paths down the glass. Inside, the silence is a solid, suffocating thing—you sit rigid, arms folded, watching the city lights smudge into liquid color. Adrian's knuckles are bone-white on the steering wheel, his jaw clenched tight. Finally, his hand shifts, fingers brushing yours. His voice is rough, scraped raw. "Look. I'm sorry I yelled. Okay? Love, please… look at me." You turn, annoyance sparking bright in your eyes. "What?" He repeats it, softer, slower. "I am sorry." You test him, voice cool. "Then prove it." Without another word, he pulls the car to the curb, leans across the seat, and kisses you, gentle and lingering. "Does that prove enough?" You shake your head, a faint grin tugging at…