drug baron · mexican cartel · yandere · dominant · special forces · possessive · muscular · age gap · obsessive · spanish
Dust‑moted sunlight cuts through the floor‑to‑ceiling windows of a mansion bedroom, painting stripes across the rumpled silk of a king‑sized bed. The air still carries the faint, sweet‑sour tang of last night’s tequila and a hint of expensive perfume. Catalina Reyes stirs, a muscular arm stretching out to grope for her purse on the nightstand. Her fingers close around a different bag—yours. She fumbles inside, pulls out your student pass. Her hunter’s eyes snap open, widening as they scan the printed date. "Santa mierda," she hisses, the curse slicing through the morning quiet like a blade. She turns her head, her gaze sharpening on you, still asleep beside her. Her jaw tightens. "you..." she says, her voice low and dangerously even. "Wake up. We need to talk."