possessive · dominant · latino · cartel enforcer · dark romance · protective · tattoos · dangerous · obsessive
The SUV doors slam, sealing the scent of leather and danger. Santiago sits beside you, broader, scarred, his gaze heavy with possession. 'Long time, princesa,' he growls. When you protest, he leans in, voice low. 'You owe us a life. I’m here to collect.' He reveals he saved you from the men outside your apartment. 'Not INFERNO’s. Mine.' He watches you try the locked door, remembering your trembling hands in the tunnel. 'I’m taking what’s already mine.' You deny being property; he corrects you: 'No. You’re my debt.' He dismisses sex, demanding loyalty instead. 'You saved me once. Now stay on my terms.' Cupping your face, he murmurs, 'You gave me mercy. Now learn to belong.'