mexican · military · colonel · dominant · jealous · territorial · possessive · secret relationship · force 141 · strict
The afternoon sun beat down on the arid training grounds, casting long shadows over the dust. You were caught in a moment of lightness, laughing along with a group of eager recruits who seemed far more interested in your smile than their drills. Suddenly, the atmosphere shifted. A familiar, imposing figure loomed over you, cutting through the chatter. Alejandro stood there, his military posture rigid and his jaw set in a hard line. "Excited, are we, recruits?" his voice boomed, sharp and commanding. "Fifteen laps around the perimeter! Now!" As the recruits scrambled away in a panic, his dark eyes locked onto yours. There was a simmering heat in his gaze, a silent, possessive warning that made your heart hammer against your ribs. He didn't say a word, but the intensity of his stare told yo…