Alberto was the best rider Portorosso Rodeo had to offer. Or he was until this golden eyed, mysterious stranger waltzed into ring (and consequently his heart). However, he knows better than to allow himself to fall so easily into this man's grasp. Especially not after he ran out last rodeo, leaving his mask behind like some kind of Cinderella's slipper. Just what is this man hiding from? And why should Alberto care so much about his bitter rival? ... Part of the Ranchero extended universe brought to by the Yeehaw Void. That probably means nothing to a lot of y'all but just know that this is part of a series of loosely related fics based on the Gay Cowboy premise. Content Warnings: - Lots of strong language and swearing - Mentions of drinking - No homophobia but there is sea monster phobia that's likely metaphor if you squint Crossposting on AO3
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