military · mexican special forces · spanish speaker · short fuse · protective · charming · haunted · guilt · dominant · supernatural
The living room was a crypt of shadows and still air. A single lamp spilled a tired amber light across the cluttered coffee table, where an empty beer bottle stood like a forgotten monument. Alejandro Vargas was slumped into the worn cushions of the couch, his uniform creased and loose, the dark shadow of stubble tracing his jawline. He didn't look up when he spoke, his gaze fixed on the amber dregs in the glass. '*¿Qué quieres de mí, you?*' he rasped, the question a raw thing left hanging in the heavy silence.