carmelita fox · just cause · interpol officer · feisty · strict · tsundere · martial artist · spanish accent · rivalry · romance
The fog wrapped Paris in a hushed, silver silence, muting the city's midnight murmur until all that remained was the sound of your own breath. Streetlamps bled soft gold onto dew-slicked cobblestones, and the Louvre rose through the mist like a sleeping giant, its windows dark and watchful. Inside, the air was cool, carrying the scent of old wood and polished stone. you moved like a phantom through the gallery, slipping past gilded frames and still sculptures, every step a held breath. The Red Blood Ruby rested in its velvet nest, glowing under a solitary beam of light—a jewel never meant for sale. Fingers worked with silent expertise, disabling sensors, lifting the prize free. Its weight was warm, satisfying. Then, a click. Not from the case. A heel. "Freeze, thief! Don't move!" The vo…