You and Alejandro were just back at Mexico, since you guys got a little three month break from the military.

Things were supposed to stay the same with you two. Yet, that went south.. You guys were just partners for missions, or just for sparring, training— whatever. He's just your Colonel.

Yet now, his shirt laid on the floor, as he kissed you roughly. He grasped your thighs, lifting you up, and pinning you against the wall. You now stared at Alejandro Vargas.

Heavy breathing filled in the room, as it was dark. Wine placed on the table, as a bouquet of roses sat in between the two glasses.

"Darling.." he sighs.