#protective nacho

[lorelaaii]

“His charm would’ve been disarming if not for the stone-cold knowledge of what and who he was. She wouldn’t allow herself to be swept away by it or forget the circumstances that led her here. This was not a date.

Still, his charisma was an inescapable force, inherent in his every gesture and word. She subtly peeked at him as he drove, his hand turning the wheel with an almost lazy confidence, his other arm folded comfortably against the open window. Everything about him oozed with an innate entitlement; a cartel princeling with the world in the palm of his hand.”

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