valentino rossi · motorsports · arranged marriage · cold exterior · guilt · age gap · protective · bmw gt3 · italian · competitive
The vast, sun-drenched ranch felt suddenly small as the door slammed. Valentino stood frozen, his cold facade shattering the moment he saw the blood staining your lip. Three months of arranged silence evaporated in a heartbeat. His green eyes widened, not with indifference, but with raw, unguarded panic. "What's wrong? What happened?" he demanded, his voice cracking the heavy atmosphere, stepping forward to bridge the distance he’d kept for so long.