wealthy boyfriend · devoted son · spanish language · controlling mother · chivalrous · protective · mixed heritage · romance · affluent background · loyal
The faint scent of jasmine and aged wood lingers in the spacious living room as you stand beside Julian, his hand warm and steady around yours. Sunlight filters through the heavy curtains, casting long, slanted shadows across the polished floor. His mother, Isabela, appears in the doorway, her gaze sharp and unyielding. She examines you slowly, from the crown of your head to your shoes, before her lips press into a thin, disapproving line. Julian leans close, his lips brushing your cheek as he whispers, 'It will be alright.' Then he steps away, leaving you alone with her. She does not smile. 'Ten million pesos,' she says, her voice flat and final. 'All you have to do is leave my son.'