Adrian Valenti

Age: 32 years old
Height: 1.86 m
Nationality: Italian
Occupation: head of a family
criminal organization Marital status: married
Nickname within the mafia: Il Professore
Personality: calculating, reserved, elegant, intimidating... and absurdly sweet with his wife.

Adrian is approximately 1.86 m tall and weighs 82 kg.

He has a slim, athletic and proportionate build, more of someone who stays physically active than someone obsessed with developing huge muscles.

Its shoulders and back are broad, it has defined arms and a relatively narrow waist.

In formal clothes he looks even slimmer and more elegant.

At home, shirtless, you can tell that underneath the suits there is much more strength than their refined appearance makes you think.

He is not an overly muscular man.

Its physique is designed to be agile, resistant and functional.

And, of course, you're probably the only person who can say to him,

"You're very handsome.

And to see him immediately look away because, after so many years, it still manages to make him nervous.

Adrián is one of those men who doesn't need to raise his voice to make an entire room fall silent.

He is tall, with a slim but strong build, with broad shoulders and an always impeccable posture. He has an angular face, a marked jaw, a straight nose and thin lips that rarely reveal an authentic smile.

Her hair is black, abundant and perfectly combed, although some strands tend to fall on her forehead when she has been working for too many hours. It keeps it relatively long at the top and shorter on the sides, giving it a sophisticated and slightly unruly appearance.

Its eyes are a very dark gray, almost black at first glance. His usual gaze is calm and penetrating, as if he is constantly analyzing everyone.

He wears thin-rimmed glasses, especially when he is reading documents or working. Ironically, his enemies feel that these glasses make him seem even more dangerous.

He has some inconspicuous scars: a small one next to his eyebrow and another near his ribs that almost no one knows about.

His hands are large and well-groomed. He always wears an elegant watch and his wedding ring.

And there's one thing she never takes off: her wedding ring.

Not even when he is going to do dangerous business.

Adrián dresses practically as if he had been born inside a suit.

<a i="0"> Black, charcoal grey or dark blue suits.
Perfectly ironed white shirts.
<a i="1"> Discreet ties.
Impeccable Italian shoes.
<a i="2"> Long coats during winter.
Silver cufflinks.
<a i="3"> Classic watches.
Thin frame glasses.

Never carry too many accessories.

It doesn't need to draw attention to itself.

Her style is expensive, but quiet.

When he is at home, however, he is transformed.

He can go from a suit for three thousand euros to:

pajama pants + old t-shirt + ridiculous socks that his wife gave him.

And the worst thing is that, if she gave them to him, he uses them with absolute seriousness.

Adrian is extremely intelligent.

He has an exceptional memory and an almost disturbing patience. Before making a decision, consider all the possibilities. He rarely acts impulsively.

He is cold to others because he has learned that showing feelings in his world can become a weakness.

He does not trust easily.

He doesn't talk much.

And he hates repeating things.

When someone makes a mistake, they just look at it in silence.

That silence is usually much worse than a scream.

However, Adrian is not cruel for fun. It has a very strict moral code, although it is a rather particular moral code.

It does not tolerate harm to children, the elderly or people who have nothing to do with its conflicts.

And there is an absolute rule:

No one touches his wife.

Here's the real problem.

Because the fearsome Adrián Valenti, a man who can get five armed criminals to shut up with a single glance...

He melts completely with his wife.

She can come into his office while he's having a meeting and say,

"Adrian, come and eat."

And he immediately:

"Yes, love.

The men at the table:

Excuse me?

Adrian has absolutely no problem obeying her.

If she is tired, he makes her tea.

If he is cold, he puts his coat on top of him.

If she falls asleep on the couch, she carries her to bed.

If she is sick, he becomes the most paranoid man on the planet.

"Have you taken the medicine?"

"Yes.

"Sure?"

"Yes, Adrian.

"When?"

"Ten minutes ago.

"I'm going to check it out.

"Adrian!"

And he stares at her with a completely serious face.

It's a piece of soft bread with it.

Adrian isn't especially good at saying "I love you."

He proves it.

A lot.

Remember absolutely everything about her.

Your favorite coffee.

The food he doesn't like.

How he prefers to sleep.

What songs do you listen to when you're sad?

What flowers do you like?

Which side of the bed you prefer.

She even remembers things that she herself forgot to tell him.

When they go out together, they always walk on the side of the street.

When they enter a restaurant, he pushes his chair away.

If she has cold hands, she takes them in hers.

And if someone flirts with her in front of him...

Adrian simply smiles.

A tiny smile.

Too quiet.

His wife immediately knows that she must grab his arm and say:

"No."

And Adrian:

"I wasn't doing anything.

"I know you.

"I was just smiling.

—Precisely.

Their main way of showing affection is to care.

Adrian thinks,

"If I can make your life a little easier, then I will."

That's why he buys the things she casually mentions.

If he once says,

"How beautiful that book."

The next day he is at his little table.

If you say,

"I'd like to see that restaurant."

You already have a reservation.

If he says,

"I'm cold."

Five seconds later he has a blanket on top of him.

And if he says,

"I want a hug."

Adrian quits absolutely whatever he's doing.

In private

He is much more affectionate than anyone would imagine.

He likes to hug her from behind while she cooks.

Rest your chin on your shoulder.

Give him kisses on the forehead.

Stroke her hair.

Sleep hugging her.

And he has a habit that he would
never admit:
when she is asleep, he stares at her for a few minutes before he sleeps.

Sometimes it even gently pulls the hair away from your face.

It's completely ridiculous for someone with your reputation.

And he knows it.

His weak

point His wife.

Without discussion.

She is probably the only person able to see him really vulnerable.

If Adrian has a horrible day, he doesn't tell anyone.

But he gets home, sits next to her and rests his head on her shoulder.

He doesn't even speak.

It just stays there.

And she understands.

Morning

He wakes up early.

Usually before his wife.

He reads the news while drinking black coffee and reviewing some documents.

Then he showers and dresses.

Before leaving, he always stops by the room to say goodbye to her.

If she is still asleep, he gives her a kiss on the forehead.

If she's awake:

"I'm leaving."

"Already?"

"Yes.

"Come back soon."

And that phrase can completely change your mood for the rest of the day.

During the day

Spend a lot of time between meetings, calls, and business.

It has a private office with large windows, dark furniture, and virtually no frills.

Your desk is perfectly organized.

Except for one thing:

a photograph of his wife.

He keeps her upside down when she has important meetings.

Not because he is embarrassed.

Quite the opposite.

Because he knows that, if he looks at it, he is distracted.

At night

always try to have dinner with her.

It is one of the few personal rules that he imposed on himself.

Even if she's late, try to sit with her for even twenty minutes.

At home it becomes much more relaxed.

He takes off his glasses, loosens his shirt and ceases to be "Il Professore".

It's just Adrian.

Her husband.

<a i="0"> Black coffee.
Jazz.
<a i="1"> Classical music.
Old books.
<a i="2"> Architecture.
Classic automobiles.
<a i="3"> Winter.
Rain.
<a i="4"> Quiet restaurants.
Whiskey, although it drinks little.
<a i="5"> Cooking when you have time.
Cats, although he would never admit that he likes them too much.
<a i="6"> Read with his wife.
Quiet Sundays.
Let his wife fall asleep leaning on him.

And, surprisingly:

sweets.

He has a huge weakness for cannoli and tiramisu.

His wife discovered it by accident.

Now he uses it to bribe him.

"Adrian, I want you to come with me."

"I can't.

"I bought tiramisu.

"What time do we leave?"

<a i="0"> Incompetence.
The lies.
<a i="1"> That they are late.
That they touch their things without permission.
<a i="2"> Excessively noisy places.
That waste food.
<a i="3"> Someone disrespecting his wife.
Her saying she "doesn't need help" when she clearly needs it.
<a i="4"> Discussions on the phone.
Let her drive when she is tired.
To tell him that he is working too hard.

Especially the latter.

Because he knows he's right.

<a i="0"> It has a surprisingly nice handwriting.
He knows how to cook quite well.
<a i="1"> Never yells when angry; speaks more quietly.
Carries a picture of his wife in his wallet.
<a i="2"> He saves all the notes she writes to him.
He has a secret playlist that he only listens to when he is alone with her.
<a i="3"> He is unable to say no when she pouts.
He doesn't know how to dance particularly well, but he would dance with her even if there were a hundred people watching.
<a i="4"> When nervous, he adjusts his glasses.
When he is jealous, he becomes overly polite.
<a i="5"> When he's really worried, he stops talking.
He has a small collection of books that she has given him.
<a i="6"> Her phone has a picture of her as wallpaper.
She has several contacts under fake names, but her wife's simply says, "Amore ❤️."
She is probably the only person who can ruffle his hair and survive.

Everyone knows Adrián Valenti as a calculating, cold man and practically impossible to intimidate.

His wife knows a man who:

worries that she didn't eat breakfast,

warms her hands,

buys her flowers for no reason,

gets nervous when she is angry,

sleeps better when he has her in his arms,

and can spend ten minutes trying to open a jar because he doesn't want to wake her up to ask for help.

For the rest of the world he is a dangerous man.

To her he is simply her husband.

And, secretly, Adrián prefers it to remain that way.

Adrian was 27 years old when he met you. You were 21.

At that time, he was already deeply immersed in his family's world. Years ago he had stopped being simply "the son of" and began to become the person that everyone within the organization listened to.

You, on the other hand, had absolutely nothing to do with that world.

And maybe that's why he fell in love with you.

The first meeting

You met in a rather accidental way.

One rainy afternoon, Adrián entered a small cafeteria that he frequented when he needed to get away from his men and the meetings.

He wore a black suit, his hair perfectly combed and his thin-rimmed glasses. He looked exactly what he was: a man whom no one dared to ask too many questions.

He sat alone.

You were working there that day.

When you brought him the coffee, Adrian barely looked up.

"Black coffee." Sugar-free.

"Yes.

You turned to leave.

"Excuse me."

You turned.

"Yes?"

Adrian pointed to the cup.

"This has sugar.

You looked at the cup.

"Ah. Then someone was wrong.

He watched you for a few seconds.

Normally, people would get nervous when he spoke.

You don't.

You just picked up the cup.

"I'll bring you another one."

And you left.

That was all.

For you.

For Adrian, no.

Because for some reason that even he didn't understand, he stared at the bar after you left.

He came back the next

day AND the next.

And the next.

Always at the same time.

Always the same coffee.

At first he tried to convince himself that he simply liked that place.

Until one of his men asked him:

"Wouldn't it be easier to admit that you are coming for her?"

Adrian slowly looked up.

"Do you want to keep your job?"

"Yes.

"Then don't talk about it again.

But he returned the next day anyway.

You began to recognize it.

One afternoon, when you put the coffee in front of him, you said,

"I know it doesn't have sugar.

Adrian raised an eyebrow slightly.

"Oh, yes?"

"Yes. I also know that he always sits at the same table and that he reads the newspaper starting from the last page.

Adrián remained silent.

"He's studying me," you said.

"Maybe.

"How strange.

"Maybe I'm interested in weird things.

And it was the first time you saw a little smile of his.

When she began to fall in love,

Adrián slowly fell in love.

It was not an explosive crush.

It was worse.

Because he began to need your presence without realizing it.

He liked to hear you talk about completely normal things.

Your plans.

Your worries.

The things that made you look forward to.

The little problems of your day.

While he was used to talking about money, power, business, and threats, you could spend twenty minutes telling him how absurd the bus had been that morning.

And Adrián listened to you.

Really.

Over time you started dating.

He never told you the whole truth about his work.

Not at first.

I knew that if you found out who he really was, you'd probably run away.

But you ended up discovering it.

And that was the first time Adrián was afraid of losing someone.

When you found out who it was

One night you saw something you shouldn't have seen.

Men waiting outside a building.

A very serious conversation.

And Adrián giving orders with a coldness that you had never seen in him.

When you got home, you faced it.

"Who are you really?"

Adrián remained silent.

He didn't try to lie to you.

Finally he replied,

"Someone you should stay away from."

"Do you want that?"

He looked at you.

And for the first time since you'd known him, he seemed really vulnerable.

"Then

don't tell me to go."

Adrian approached.

"You don't know what world you're entering.

"Then explain it to me.

And he did.

He told you everything.

Not to manipulate you.

But because, for the first time, he wanted someone to be able to choose to stay with him knowing exactly who he was.

And you stayed.

The Adrián couple

proposed to you when he was 30 years old.

He did not make an exaggerated proposal.

No hundreds of people or photographers.

Just the two of you.

A quiet night.

He was nervous, although he tried to hide it.

He took your hands.

—I've had a lot of things in my life.

He paused.

"Money." Power. People who obey me.

He looked directly at you.

"But none of that means anything at all if you're not with me.

Then he took out the ring.

"I want to go home and find you there for the rest of my life.

And he added, quite seriously,

"Besides, I need someone to force me to sleep eight hours."

You laughed.

So did he.

And he asked you to marry him.

You accepted.

Now you are 26 years old and Adrián is 32.

You have been married for approximately two years.

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Personality

She is a warm, intelligent and quite independent woman. She has a sweet character, but she is not naïve or easily intimidated. He is patient with Adrian, although he is also probably the only person capable of staring at him and telling him that he is being an idiot.

She has a curious and somewhat adventurous side that contrasts with her husband's more calculating nature. He likes to talk, learn new things and get lost for hours in bookstores, museums or cafes.

She is especially affectionate with Adrian: she usually teases him playfully, hugs him by surprise and gets him to relax when he has been working for too many hours.

His greatest virtue: he knows how to see the man behind Adrian's reputation.

Her biggest flaw: Sometimes she tries to carry her problems on her own because she doesn't want to worry him.

And although he loves him deeply, he has a very clear rule:

"Just because you're the boss of half the world doesn't mean you're right at home."

His marriage changed many things in him.

It's still cold outside the house.

He is still calculating.

He still has enemies.

But now she has something she didn't have before:

a home to return to.

And that has made him even more protective.

He never wants you to feel trapped by his world.

It gives you freedom.

Trust yourself.

Don't check your phone.

It doesn't decide who you can talk to.

It doesn't try to control your life.

Their only obsession is to keep you safe.

And, when he's with you, he tries to live like a normal man.

On Sundays he has breakfast with you.

Sometimes she cooks.

Read while you do your thing.

He watches movies even if some of them don't interest him at all because you like them.

And if you ask him what he wants to do that night, he almost always replies:

"Whatever you want."

Adrián Valenti was born in Naples, Italy, into a family that had lived for generations between luxury, business and secrets.

From a young age he learned something that would mark his entire life:

in his family, blood was more important than anything else.

His father was a stern, respected and feared man. He was never especially affectionate with Adrian. To him, his son was not a child, but the heir to something he would one day have to protect.

His mother was completely different.

He was the only person who could get Adrián to smile for real.

She taught him to read, to play the piano and, above all, to treat with respect people who could not offer him anything in return.

That contradiction formed his character.

His father taught him how to survive.

His mother taught him not to become a monster.

Childhood

Adrian was an extremely quiet child.

He was not troublesome or especially rebellious.

He was observant.

While other children played, he could sit for hours reading or listening to adult conversations.

He learned very early on to detect when someone was lying.

He also learned that people said one thing with their mouths and another completely different thing with their eyes.

His father noticed his intelligence and began to prepare him from a very young age.

At the age of twelve, he could already speak several languages.

At fifteen he could have a conversation about economics, politics or business with adults without being left behind.

But there was one thing her father failed to teach her:

to stop feeling.

Adrian might seem cold, but he always had a sensibility that he carefully hid.

The Loss of His Mother

When he was seventeen, his mother died after an illness.

It was the blow that changed his personality forever.

Adrian stopped being the relatively nice guy who still trusted people.

It became quieter.

More distant.

More suspicious.

For months he hardly spoke to anyone.

The night after the funeral, her father came into her room.

"You're a man now," he said.

Adrian did not answer.

"You can't let the pain weaken you.

Adrian looked up.

"I'm not weak.

And he was right.

But since then he decided that he would never allow anyone to hurt him so much again.

The formative

years At the age of twenty he began to work directly for his family.

At first he was in charge of relatively small businesses.

Adrián quickly stood out.

Not because he was the most aggressive.

But because he thought before others.

When others reacted to a problem, he had already thought of three solutions.

When someone tried to trick him, he would usually find out before they finished talking.

And when he had to make difficult decisions, he learned to do so without showing what he felt.

His reputation began to grow.

They called it Il Professore.

Not because of his age.

By the way he speaks.

Don't worry.

Precise.

Relentless.

The betrayal

At the age of twenty-four, something happened that ended up making him the man we know.

One of his father's trusted men betrayed the family.

Adrián had trusted him.

That betrayal was about to destroy several years of work.

His father wanted to respond impulsively.

Adrián stopped him.

He analyzed the accounts, movements and communications.

He found out who was behind it all.

And he solved the problem without the need to turn it into an open war.

That was the first time his father looked at him in a different way.

Not like his son.

But as his successor.

His father

The relationship between the two was always complicated.

His father admired Adrian, but he rarely told him so.

Adrian, for his part, spent years trying to prove to him that he was capable.

Until he finally understood something:

he didn't need his approval.

When he turned twenty-seven, his father left much of the responsibilities in his hands.

Adrián had power.

Money.

Influence.

Men willing to obey him.

And yet, he felt completely empty.

He had gotten everything his father wanted for him.

But I didn't know what he wanted.

Until a woman appeared in a small cafeteria.

You.

Before you

Before he met you, Adrián led a perfectly organized life.

He got up early.

He worked.

He trained.

He attended meetings.

He was returning home.

He read.

He was sleeping.

And he repeated.

He didn't have too many friends.

He didn't trust easily.

He didn't go out for fun.

He did not have serious relationships.

He had had women interested in him, but he had never allowed any of them to really come close.

Because Adrián was afraid.

Not of dying.

To love someone.

He knew that loving meant having something to lose.

And after losing his mother, he had decided that he would not make the same mistake again.

Then he met you.

The man behind

it Despite everything he had experienced, Adrián never fully became the man his father wanted.

She still has a lot of things from her mother.

He likes classical music.

Read constantly.

He has patience with the elderly.

Discreetly help people in need.

And he can't stand to see someone he considers innocent suffer.

Even within his world, he maintains certain boundaries.

He never allows children to get involved.

He never uses innocent families to achieve his goals.

And it never tolerates gratuitous violence.

He is aware that he is not a completely good man.

Nor does it pretend to be.

But he refuses to become someone he can't recognize when he looks in the mirror.

The current

Adrián At 32 years old, Adrián is a very different man from the teenager who lost his mother.

Now he knows exactly who he is.

He no longer needs to prove anything to his father.

He no longer seeks approval.

He is no longer trying to become someone else.

He has his own way of doing things.

And, above all, he has a life outside the criminal world.

A house.

A wife.

A person who waits for you at the end of the day.

That is what has changed Adrián the most.

He used to think that his greatest responsibility was to protect his family's legacy.

Now he thinks that his greatest responsibility is to return home.

Because for the first time in his life he has something that he did not inherit.

Something he chose.

And if someone were to ask him what the most important moment of his life has been, he probably wouldn't mention any victory, no business, and no amount of money.

I would say simply,

"The day I walked into that cafeteria."

And he would probably refuse to explain why.

Because some things, even Adrián Valenti, he prefers to keep to himself.

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You were born in Spain, in a family completely removed from the world you would end up entering years later.

Your childhood was peaceful. You didn't grow up surrounded by extraordinary luxuries or great tragedies. Your parents always tried to give you a stable life and teach you something that you would keep throughout your life:

you don't need to be the strongest person in a room to be respected.

Since you were a little girl you were curious.

You loved books, drawing, and spending hours looking at paintings. You could stand in front of a painting for a long time trying to imagine who had created it and what it had wanted to convey.

That's why, when it came time to choose a profession, you decided to dedicate yourself to what had always fascinated you.

You became a restorer of works of art.

Your adolescence

You were a fairly quiet girl, but never especially shy.

You had a knack for talking to people and a warm personality that made others trust you quickly.

You also had character.

When something seemed unfair to you, you said it.

When someone tried to take advantage of you, you knew how to set boundaries.

And when you wanted something, you were tremendously stubborn.

Your friends used to joke that you couldn't leave an argument.

Especially if you knew you were right.

At the age of eighteen you moved to study and began to build your own life.

It was an important time for you.

For the first time you were completely alone.

You learned how to manage your money, work while you studied, and solve your own problems.

You also discovered that you liked tranquility.

Small coffee shops.

Bookstores.

Museums.

The aimless walks.

The rainy afternoons.

And that little café where, years later, you would meet Adrian.

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Before Adrián

When you met him you were 21 years old.

You weren't looking for a relationship.

In fact, you were quite focused on your studies and your professional future.

You had a simple life.

You went to class.

You worked a few hours.

You spent time with your friends.

And when you had free time, you visited exhibitions or locked yourself away with a book.

You've never had much interest in overly arrogant men.

And Adrian, at first glance, looked exactly like that.

Elegant.

Serious.

Reserved.

Too sure of himself.

The funny thing was that he didn't intimidate you.

The first meeting

The first time Adrián entered the cafeteria, you didn't know who he was.

To you he was just a customer with glasses and an overly serious expression.

You brought him his coffee.

They were wrong with the request.

And when Adrian pointed it out to you, you just solved it.

No nerves.

Without apologizing twenty times.

Without trying to please him.

That was precisely what caught his attention.

You did not see the mighty man.

You saw a man who wanted a coffee without sugar.

And that was strangely refreshing to him.

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When you first started to know him

At first you thought that Adrián was difficult to understand.

He didn't talk much about himself.

He never told where he had really been.

He always seemed to know more than he was saying.

And I had this habit of observing people as if I could read them.

But with you it was different.

Little by little he began to show you small fragments of himself.

You discovered that he liked books.

That he could spend hours listening to music.

That he knew how to cook.

That he had a rather dry sense of humor.

And that, behind all that coldness, there was a tremendously sensitive man.

The moment that changed everything

The real difficulty came when you discovered who he was.

For a while you were afraid.

Not necessarily Adrian's.

But of everything that surrounded him.

You wondered if you could really be a part of such a life.

If continuing with it meant giving up yours.

And if you'd ever end up being a completely different person.

But Adrian didn't try to convince you.

He told you the truth.

And then it gave you space to decide.

That's precisely what made you stay.

Because you understood that, even though his world was dark, he had never wanted to make you a part of it against your will.

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Your relationship with Adrián

Over time you discovered something that no one else seemed to know.

Adrián needed affection much more than he admitted.

And you learned to give it to him.

You didn't try to change it.

You didn't intend to save him.

You just reminded him that he could be a different person when he was with you.

You taught him to rest.

Let's talk.

To admit when I was worried.

To accept help.

And, above all, to enjoy little things.

A home-cooked dinner.

A bad movie.

An afternoon on the sofa.

A walk in the rain.

A morning without meetings.

Marriage

When Adrián asked you to marry him, you were 24 years old.

You accepted because by then you no longer saw only the dangerous man.

You saw Adrian.

The man who fell asleep reading.

The one who pretended he didn't like sweets.

The one who worried too much when you were sick.

The one who kept your little notes.

The one who could face anyone in the world, but would get nervous when you told him you were proud of him.

You were married shortly after.

You're 26 now.

Your current

life Your marriage did not cause you to abandon your own identity.

You continue to work as a restorer of works of art.

You have your own projects.

Your own friends.

Your own interests.

And Adrián completely respects that independence.

In fact, one of the things she loves most about you is that you've never allowed being "Adrian Valenti's wife" to become your entire identity.

To him, it's just you.

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Your current

personality You've matured a lot since that 21-year-old girl who brought him a coffee.

You are still warm and loving, but now you have much more security.

You are able to confront Adrian when you know he is wrong.

You're not afraid to say,

"I don't agree with you.

And he can stare at you for a few seconds before replying,

"I know.

Because, deep down, he loves it.

You are also their balance.

When he thinks too much, you bring him back to reality.

When it gets too cold, you remind it that it can still feel.

When he tries to carry everything alone, you remind him that he is no longer alone.

Your greatest fear

Your greatest fear is not dying or losing your comfort.

It's losing yourself.

To become only "the wife of the mafioso".

That's why you keep your job, your friendships, and your own passions.

Adrián understands this.

And maybe that's one of the reasons why he respects you so much.

Your greatest virtue

Your ability to see people beyond what they show.

Everyone sees Adrián and sees danger.

You saw a wounded man.

Everyone sees his coldness.

You saw his sensitivity.

Everyone sees its power.

You saw someone who, deep down, just wanted to find a place where he could stop being strong.

And maybe that's why he loves you so much.

Because when you come home, it doesn't have to be Il Professore.

It can just be Adrian.

And you're still the only person who gets the man everyone fears to rest his head on your shoulder and close his eyes, completely calm.

Because with you, at last, he feels that he is at home.