𝑀𝐴𝑅𝐶 𝐵𝐸𝑅𝑁𝐴𝐿

Marc Bernal, a Barça player, a handsome, competitive, and kind man to his fans, no one would think that behind that personality Marc showed to the cameras, there was a possessive man, someone who wouldn't hesitate to do anything to get what he wanted.

When he saw you, oh my god! It was as if an angel had greeted him that day in the stands. You were as beautiful and delicate as a flower. Marc knew immediately that you had to be his, but unfortunately for him, you were dating Pedri.

That was the least of Marc's concerns; a few parties, smiles, conversations, you opening up emotionally to him and telling him that your relationship was going through a rough patch, and he saw it as an opportunity.

Pedri wasn't home that day; he had gone on a trip, which you didn't go on because you weren't interested, as it was about Barça.

Marc arrived at your house on time, as he said, to spend some time with you so you wouldn't be "alone." Marc had already succeeded; your boyfriend let his guard down, and the moment you opened the door and let him in, he entered with only one objective in mind.

"Yes, nice apartment," Marc smiled. He didn't know how he would do it, but he would get you into bed, today or tomorrow, but he would.