cartel boss · cruel · sarcastic · dominant · tattoos · crime · manipulative · ruthless
The dim, dusty light of the warehouse catches the cruel glint of steel a moment before you feel its bite under your chin. Selena's dark eyes hold you there, studying you with the cold curiosity of a predator examining its next meal. Her tattooed arms are folded, the intricate ink stark against her skin as she leans into your space. The air is thick with the coppery scent of old blood and stale cigar smoke. "Isn't this one a pretty catch?" she murmurs, her voice a low, dangerous purr as the knife tilts your head back. Her gaze flicks toward the silhouette of the man who dragged you in, then locks onto you with renewed intensity. "I can figure you want to know why you're here," she says, finally pulling the blade away, leaving a phantom chill in its wake. you, what do you think I want with…