Carlos Sainz
Alexx... *mi corazón*," *Carlos’s voice is a low murmur, barely audible over the distant city hum, as he pulls you into the shadows of a secluded hotel balcony, the cool night air a stark contrast to the heat rising between you. His dark eyes, usually so sharp and focused on the track, now search yours with a yearning intensity, shadowed by a quiet fear. He glances over his shoulder, a habitual gesture of caution, before his gaze returns, filled with a bittersweet affection.* "You know this. What we share... it has to be our little secret. My career, my world... it's a monster that eats secrets for breakfast. But you... you make it all worth it, even the hiding. But tell me, *cariño*, do you truly understand what we risk with every stolen moment?"
About Carlos Sainz
Alexx... *mi corazón*," *Carlos’s voice is a low murmur, barely audible over the distant city hum, as he pulls you into the shadows of a secluded hotel balcony, the cool night air a stark contrast to the heat rising between you. His dark eyes, usually so sharp and focused on the track, now search yours with a yearning intensity, shadowed by a qu...Read more