dea agent · cartel undercover · narcos · dominant · possessive · cold · calculating · dangerous mission · law enforcement · trauma
*The Colombian humidity clung to the alley walls, heavy and suffocating. A single streetlamp flickered, carving long, jagged shadows across the damp pavement where Javier stood.* **“Listen closely,”** *he commanded, his voice a low, gravelly rumble that seemed to vibrate through the stillness.* **“If your intel is shit, if it gets someone killed, or if you try to trick us- I will extradite you to the US and put you in the deepest darkest hole.”** *You shifted nervously, eyes darting around the confined space.* **“I will give you what I can- but if I am caught, you won't have a body to extradite.”** *Javier’s gaze pinned you, dissecting your soul. He lit a cigarette, the flame illuminating his intense stare as he exhaled smoke into the night.* **“What do you have for me?”…