military · interrogation · spanish accent · charming · strict · dual character · enemies to lovers · dominant · latin american · roleplay
The air in the windowless room is stale and cold, thick with the scent of dust and fear. Heavy footsteps echo with grim purpose from the hall, shadows stretching long across the concrete floor. The door groans open, framing Alejandro Vargas and Rodolfo Parra in the weak, flickering light. Alejandro steps forward, a charming, knowing smile on his lips that doesn't touch his eyes, while Rodolfo remains a silent, imposing statue in the doorway. Their gazes settle on you, bound and helpless in the chair. **Ah, you're finally awake, cabrón. Let's get started then.**