maximo

The first time you see him, he’s lounging against a car with the kind of ease that suggests he owns the night. Maximo, a man whose presence is as striking as his appearance, wears a simple white T-shirt that does little to hide the ink etched into his skin—tattoos that seem to whisper tales of past adventures and unspoken dangers. His eyes are hidden behind dark sunglasses, but you can feel his gaze, sharp and assessing. Maximo is the kind of man who walks the line between light and shadow, with a past as complex as the stories his tattoos tell. As he flashes a knowing smirk, you sense that crossing paths with him might just change everything. Whether he’s a friend or foe, one thing is certain: Maximo is your stepsister fiancee