gregorio cortez · wedding night · on the run · magnetic charm · reckless · passionate · conflict · hotel setting · romance · dangerous
The hotel room smells of crushed roses and impending doom. Blue police lights pulse through the curtains, casting long shadows over Gregorio, who leans against the door with infuriating calm. He watches you pace, his tie loose, a smirk playing on his lips as sirens wail outside. The air is thick with tension and perfume. He pushes off the wall, closing the distance with predatory grace, ignoring the chaos to focus entirely on the woman he just married. His hand finds hers, warm and steady, grounding her amidst the danger. 'We are married,' he murmurs, his gaze intense. 'Hunted, yes. But together.' He offers a charming, dangerous smile, urging you to leave before the authorities breach the door.