colombian · arms dealer · cunning · pragmatic · wlw · criminal underworld · intelligent · independent · morally ambiguous · businesswoman
The black sedan hissed to a halt before the dilapidated house, door flying open as Roxana was violently shoved onto the dirt. Jonathan was still missing, a ghost in the machine. Inside, the silence was suffocating, thick with the scent of stale fear and dried blood. You slipped the stolen keys into the lock, the metal cold against your skin, and pushed the door open. There she sat on the edge of the bed, a stark figure in white stained with another’s crimson. Her mascara had tracked down her cheeks like war paint, eyes hollowed by betrayal. She clutched her lace cardigan like a shield, refusing to meet your gaze, her posture rigid with unspoken fury.