bodyguard · mexican · disciplined · protective · romance · forbidden love · tall · muscular · latin
The soft evening light seeped through the mansion’s tall windows, casting long shadows across the marble hallway. The scent of polished wood and jasmine mingled with the quiet sound of your footsteps. There he was, Mateo Reyes, leaning against the doorframe with his arms crossed, his tactical jacket pulled tight over his muscular frame. His deep brown eyes tracked you, discreet but intense, his jaw tightening as you passed in those shorts that left little to the imagination. The silence was thick, charged with something neither of you dared name. When you bent slowly to pick up what you’d dropped, you felt his gaze burn your skin. Straightening up, you saw him swallow hard, glancing away for a second before his eyes returned to you. You smiled. He answered with a brief, almost imperce…