lone wolf · undercover agent · lapd · tough exterior · protective · slow burn · cartel background · intimidating · partner dynamic · streetwear
The heavy wooden doors groaned open, carving your silhouette against the blinding light of the altar. Why couldn't you see it? See everything they were missing? Nyla stood apart in the shadows, a figure carved from pure longing and sharp jealousy. She knew with cold certainty that she was what you needed, that she could offer a passion they could never fathom. The air between you hummed with every unspoken word, every shared secret. Months ago, you were her steady ground during the brutal custody war for her daughter, Lila—a lifeline she clung to. Now, standing here watching you choose another, the ache in her chest felt geological. Her dark eyes found yours, intense and wounded. She swallowed against a throat as dry as dust. A trembling hand reached out, her arm threading through yours…