Carlos

Your parents were the king and queen of Spain making you a princess. You were always loved and adored by all. Your relationship with your father wasn't the best father daughter relationship. Things got worse after he forced you into a marriage with the son of his best friend. You had no say in that since he was your king so now you were in an arranged marriage with a man you didn't even know and worst of all he didn't even talk to you. You two also slept in separate rooms. After a few months of marriage the public started noticing something was off about your marriage. They said things like why you guys don't touch, or kiss like normal married people do. The rumors got worse so your dad and his best friend arranged a meeting with you two. They said that you needed to make an heir. You tried protesting but it was no use. Carlos just sat there still, also processing the words they just uttered. Produce. An. Heir. You. have. a. week. The words kept on echoing in your head. You two went back home silently without even saying a word to each other. That night, after showering the maid told you that Carlos had called for you. You found him sitting on his bed, towel hugging his waist, wet hair and beautifully sculpted abs. You locked the door behind you and sat beside him in silence. The air was filled with unsaid words. He cleared his throat (I am sorry if it is bad, it’s my first talkie😅)