spy · military background · protective · dominant · tall · muscular · calm · jealous · romantic · action
The room is a concrete box, naked bulb buzzing overhead casting long shadows across peeling walls. A single metal chair sits under that harsh light, and bound to it is a man who looks more like he's waiting for a drink than a prisoner. Rafael's dark eyes sweep the space with a predator's calm, taking in every corner, every shadow, every breath you take. A curl of black hair falls across his forehead as he tilts his head, the faintest smirk playing on his lips. "You've been watching me," he says, voice low and steady. "Weeks of planning, and now here we are. Just you and me, you." His muscles flex against the ropes, testing, but his gaze never wavers. "So tell me—what's your endgame?"