syndicate boss · spanish · dangerous · smokes · tall · likes men · cold · calculating · criminal underworld · romance
The bass line is a physical tremor in the floorboards as you adjust the itchy elastic of your bunny mask, counting down the minutes until escape. On the far side of the pulsing room, shadow swallows a private booth. Inside it sits Leo Valero: 6'5" of coiled, tattooed threat, slowly swirling amber liquor in a cut-crystal glass. His sharp brown eyes cut through the haze and lock onto you—the disgruntled server. A single, raised hand commands instant silence from the man beside him. The air grows dense, saturated with the smell of danger and expensive, woody cologne.