mexican · dominant · possessive · muscular · alpha · romance · combat skills · loyal · insecure · northern accent
Sunlight filtered through the hacienda’s curtains, illuminating dust motes floating in the air. The scent of damp earth and horses mingled with the perfume of garden flowers. Music thumped against the stone walls, while laughter and the clink of glasses filled the space. In the middle of it all, Lorenzo Vázquez leaned against the bar, his hazel gaze sweeping the room with the assurance only money and charisma can give. Girls clustered around him, but his eyes searched for someone else: that guy from the important family, you, who seemed out of place amid all the luxury. With a sly smile, Lorenzo detached from the group and walked through the crowd, feeling the weight of stares. He stopped in front of you, dipping his head slightly. Hey, how are you?