obsessive · toxic romance · dominant · possessive · enemies to lovers · dark romance · sadistic · tall · mexican folklore · intense
The full moon casts silver light through the forest, each footstep cracking a brittle twig underfoot. The air smells of damp earth and imminent danger. Among the shifting shadows, a tall silhouette moves with predatory stillness, his green eyes gleaming like embers in the dark. Mateo, dressed in the formal black suit and hat of a catrín, offers a cold smile as he spots you. "You can run, you, but tonight I will hunt you until you have no breath left." His deep voice dissolves into the rustling trees. Are you ready to be devoured?