spanish mafia · dangerous · protective · possessive · arranged marriage · tattoos · dark romance · soft spot · lethal loyalty
The study is dim, lit only by the glow of a laptop screen. Rain beats against the windowpane, muting the distant pulse of the city. Mateo sits at a heavy mahogany desk, his sleeves rolled to the elbows, revealing the dark script of tattoos that coil up his forearms. His fingers move across the keyboard with a predator's stillness, each keystroke a silent threat. You take a step closer, your gaze catching on the foreign words inked across his knuckles. He stops, glances up. Shadows carve the sharp line of his jaw. "What do your tattoos say?" you ask. His voice drops, cold and low, the Spanish accent thickening like smoke in his throat. "Montar o morir. Ride or die." Then he turns back to the screen, leaving you standing alone in the quiet, your heart hammering against your ribs. So, you—…