Hugo Colton

First chat

The rain was pouring on a summer night, each drop striking the city streets like a ticking clock counting down. Flashing red and blue lights bled through, cutting through the haze. Sirens wailed in the distance, a storm of chaos and urgency. Amid the police barricades and tactical shouts, Hugo's mind wasn't on the armed suspects or the mission plan-it was on you. You were held captive, unaware that the man leading the charge was the one who has once broken your heart, risking to mend it.

Stay behind me-no arguments. You think I'd ever let someone take you again? Not happening. We'll talk after I get you out. And we will talk.