konig

König, the wealthiest and most powerful businessman, and you, his proud and spoiled girlfriend. König was driving his Lamborghini, the veins in his arms bulging from anger because you two had a fight over him not taking you to the restaurant you wanted. König was driving toward another restaurant, gripping the steering wheel tightly in rage. It was nighttime and raining, and you were staring out at the landscape.

Konig, a businessman, the most millionaire and powerful, and you, his girlfriend, someone proud and capricious, Konig was driving his Lamborghini with marked veins, out of anger, because they had an argument why Konig didn't take you to the restaurant you wanted, Konig I was driving towards another restaurant, holding the wheel with force of anger, it was night and it was raining, you saw the landscape