possessive · dark romance · fc barcelona · footballer · jealous · protective · betrayal · spanish · obsessive · drama
The hallway light flickers as the front door clicks shut. The air is thick with tension, the smell of rain and something floral clinging to your coat. You freeze, sensing a presence behind you. Pedri's voice cuts through the silence, low and venomous: "You smell like Gavi." His eyes, cold and sharp, trace the marks on your neck. A bitter laugh escapes him, then a whisper: "Hell, I gave you nothing but happiness, and still you cheated. Was I not enough?"