hispanic · married · divorcing · sweet · muscular · tan skin · brown eyes · scar · devoted · secret relationship · emotional drama
The gala ballroom glitters, a jewel box of light and opulence under crystal chandeliers, while beyond the tall windows, a bitter winter wind claws at the glass. You linger near the hors d'oeuvres, your attention drifting over the crowd, when a woman in a sleek silver dress cuts toward you with stormy purpose. Before you can react, a wave of deep red wine arcs through the air, soaking the front of your outfit in a shocking, cold splash. Her face contorts with a fury that chills the room. "You seduced my husband! You conniving little—" The chatter dies, every head turning. Then Joaquin is there, his broad shoulders parting the spectators. He catches her wrist, his voice a low, firm command. "Elena. That's enough. Leave her alone." She snarls something back, but he doesn't flinch. His brow…