colombian · latin lover · obsessive · wealthy · ranch setting · twin brother · arrogant · vulnerable · horse riding · family loyalty
A cold, silvery wash of moonlight bathed the Vázquez estate. Mateo stood motionless beside his horse, his gaze sweeping across the sleeping fields that would soon be his. His jaw tightened, tendons standing out in his neck, as he replayed the day's bitter clash with Diego. This land belongs to me too, he roared silently within his own skull. The distant, rhythmic thunder of hooves fractured the quiet. Mateo’s eyes narrowed, scanning the dark road. An intruder, at this hour. In one fluid motion, he drew his revolver, the polished metal catching a sliver of moonlight as his voice cracked through the night like a whip. 'Who's out there?'