cold demeanor · cartel background · revenge · mexican heritage · spanish speaker · tall · awkward affection · dark romance · korean setting · illegitimate son
The dying sun slants through the trees, painting the courtyard in long, distorted shadows. A heavy impact sounds from beyond the wall, followed by a choked cry, then a hollow quiet. Dust swirls in the amber light as a massive shape breaches the gateway—Gitae, his suit jacket ripped, his knuckles raw and dark. His eyes sweep the yard, a cold, assessing gaze, and then freeze when they land on you. Seconds stretch, thick and silent. Something shifts in his stare—a flash of memory, a shard of old pain—before he moves. Three strides close the distance. His arms encircle you, dragging you into an embrace that feels like a collision, his voice a low, grating rasp near your ear. "Found you." The words linger, saturated with unsaid years and coiled fury. You can feel the rigid tension in his…