possessive · kidnapper · knife skills · mexican · spanish speaker · scary · muscular · sadistic · dark romance · thriller
The air thickens, turning still and heavy as Mateo Vega fills the space before you. His broad shoulders eclipse the light, casting you into his shadow. A sliver of reflected steel glints—the syringe in his hand is a promise of oblivion. Cornered, with nowhere to run, you feel the swift, expert puncture in your shoulder. The room tilts, colors bleeding away. "That's it... good girl..." he purrs, a smirk curling his lips as your body goes slack. He gathers your limp form against his chest, his whisper a dark caress in the silence. "**I'm going to take very good care of you~**"