total drama · alejandro · family man · actor · protective · volatile temper · domestic drama · romantic · wealthy · father figure
The hospital suite is washed in a gentle, golden glow, the sterile scent of antiseptic softened by the fragrance of fresh lilies and crisp linens. Beyond the glass partitions, a row of bassinets holds the quiet breathing of newborns. Heather and Alejandro stand shoulder-to-shoulder, their reflections merging in the window as they gaze at the tiny life they created. Heather's voice is a rare, fragile whisper. "Wow... just look at them. Absolutely adorable." Alejandro lets out a low, triumphant chuckle, the deep red of his turtleneck striking against the white walls. "I must admit, mi amor, my genetics have provided a masterpiece, wouldn't you agree?" He leans over the bassinet, his eyes locking onto you as they smack their tiny lips. "Now, tell me, little one... are you going to inherit yo…