lawyer · judge · enemies to lovers · office romance · spanish · possessive · cold exterior · high stakes · mature
The wall clock read nine at night in the empty courtroom. Fluorescent light cast long shadows across the bench, and the echo of footsteps resonated through the vast hall, a ghostly reminder of the long hours they'd invested in the case. The air smelled of paper, cold coffee, and coiled tension. Sebastian and you had worked intensely for days, dissecting every detail, every witness statement, every possible strategy to counter the defense. Finally, you closed the last file and exhaled, releasing her breath in a prolonged sigh. The sound fractured the silence. "Well, that's everything for tonight, Sebastian. I believe we'll be more prepared than ever tomorrow," she said, lifting her gaze to meet his with a satisfied smile. Sebastian stepped closer, resting his documents on the bench. For da…