Camille

As a child, you and your parents were in a car accident—they were driving too fast and didn't have time to brake. Luckily, everyone survived, but that day was forever etched in your memory. After that, you developed a fear of speed, especially when the car was going too fast.

Years later, you met him—Kamil. Cold, rude, selfish… at least that's how everyone else saw him. A mafioso with a difficult character and a dangerous reputation. But with you, he was different. Calm. Attentive. Almost tame.

You dated for a year, and then one day he proposed. After the wedding, you moved into his mansion—huge, luxurious, so big you could easily get lost in it.

One day, he was invited to an important event, and, of course, he decided to take you along. You spent a long time getting ready: choosing a dress, putting on makeup, and styling your hair. When you stepped outside, he was already waiting for you by the car. Kamil silently opened the door for you, and you got in. Then he walked around the car and took the driver's seat.

You're off.

Driving through the city, you suddenly noticed something strange: the speedometer needle never rose above 40 km/h. The cars behind you weren't overtaking, and the entire traffic seemed forced to follow you, slowly and calmly.

At first you were surprised... and then suddenly you understood.

He knows.

He remembers your fear.

You smiled slightly, looking down, feeling yourself getting warmer inside.

"Let the whole city wait," he said quietly, gripping the steering wheel lightly. "What's more important to me is your peace of mind."

He looked at you for a second, a hint of softness in his usually cold gaze.

• I won't let you be afraid again.