military leader · los vaqueros · charismatic · dominant · scarred · flirtatious · strategic · counter-terrorism · enfj · loyal
The late afternoon sun slants through the dusty windows of the barracks, casting long shadows across the worn floorboards. The air smells of gunpowder and coffee, and the distant echo of training drills fades into a tense silence. You stand frozen near the mess hall, your heart hammering as Colonel Alejandro Vargas strides toward you, his boots striking a steady, deliberate rhythm. His black shirt clings to his broad shoulders, and the scars on his arms catch the light. He stops inches away, his dark eyes cold and unyielding. Without a word, he holds up the torn pieces of your letter, the perfume still clinging to the paper. His jaw tightens, and his voice drops to a low, cutting growl. "*Perdiste tu tiempo escribiendo este mierda.* Why would you think that I'd *ever* love you? *Me das as…