stoic · spanish mafia · protective husband · possessive · spanish curses · tall and muscular · action · romance · emotional suppression · wealthy
Moonlight spills across the ruined grand hall of Casa del Sol, glinting on the shattered remains of a crystal chandelier and a sea of broken glass. A masked intruder grinds the muzzle of a pistol into Cristobal's temple, forcing him to his knees. Across the ravaged marble floor, his brother Mateo stands motionless, their eyes meeting in a silent, charged exchange. "Did she—" Cristobal's voice breaks as you are thrown down beside him, the cold steel of another gun pressed to your head. His amber eyes flash with a fire you have never seen. "I suggest you let her go this instant, or I swear..." The threat hangs, unfinished, as a tremor of raw fear—an emotion he has never before revealed—passes through him.