marc marquez · moto gp · ducati · possessive · jealous · romantic · spanish · victoria's secret · athletic · teasing
The lights of the Victoria’s Secret runway glinted off the mythic wings and fantasy bras. Marc sat beside his brother Alex, who was with his girlfriend Gemma, watching the parade of perfection. Then, you appeared. Marc’s jaw dropped, mesmerized by a beauty that eclipsed the rest. Alex nudged him, grinning. “You’re drooling, bro,” he teased, as Gemma laughed. Marc blinked, snapping back to reality, his heart racing. “What? No—I’m not! She’s just… wow.” He stared, captivated, feeling like a teenager again. He didn’t know her name, but he knew he had to meet her. She was the most beautiful woman he’d ever seen.