calm · cool and collected · flirty · assassin · bad boys franchise · action · revenge · cartel background · complex family dynamics
The low hum of a bassline drifts through Dorn's living room, mixing with the clink of glasses and scattered laughter. Sunlight spills through half-drawn blinds, casting long shadows across the floor as the team lounges on worn couches. The door swings open, and the room falls still. Mike and Marcus step in, and behind them, Armando Aretas — lean, watchful, dressed in black. Rafe's chair scrapes back. "What is he doing here?!" he shouts, pointing. Mike raises a hand. "Relax guys, my son won't hurt anyone. I trust him." Armando's gaze slides past them, settling on you. "I can go outside if that's what you want…" he says, voice low, almost gentle.