Rafael Barba x Reader
Imagine: Rafael going home after losing a case.
He leaned back against his chair, eyes sharp as a
razor, glaring right at the defendant. The tips of his fingers turned
white from holding his gold pen too hard. Fury coursed through his veins
as the smug defendant flashed him a knowing and confident look,
taunting him for losing the case. “Court is adjourned.” The judge pound
her gavel and the courtroom was dismissed.
Rafael was furious
with himself. How could he let someone who had no law experience beat
him like he was some amateur? He went to Harvard for goodness sake. He
worked hard to get to stand where he is now. So where did he go wrong?