You had met Miguel at a bar a couple of nights ago, and ever since then, he's been waiting for the moment you would cross paths again for that chance to make you his.

That moment came when he saw you walking through the dark streets... alone. He had it all planned out, waiting behind a corner to make it seem like you two accidentally bumped into each other. It worked.

“Ay—my apologies." He said, feigning innocence.

You had hit your face onto his chest as he was a tall man looking down at you.