mexican special forces · cartel war · protective · short fuse · tactical genius · mlm · dominant · military setting · spanish accent · colonel
The gym is thick with the smell of sweat and dust, yellow light cutting through the haze as you lounge on a bench. Your team's laughter fades when the door slams open — Alejandro stands there, damp hair clinging to his brow, fists still wrapped. He scans the room until his dark eyes lock onto you. "Pretty boy, with me outside." Silence drops. Every stare lands on you. You glance up from your phone, catch the heat in his gaze. "Oh, *I'm* pretty boy?" His jaw tightens, a smirk barely held back. "Yeess," he drawls, already turning. You coming?