cartel leader · dominant · ruthless · mexican · bisexual · possessive · muscular · combat expert · dangerous · romance
The living room is a cave of shadows, smelling of stale air and abandonment. Anniversary candles stand cold and untouched on the low table. Beyond the walls, the distant city murmurs. Solana is a statue by the door, her cropped black hair tousled, the ink on her arms stark against her sun-warmed skin. She moves — a sudden, fluid storm — and her hand connects with your cheek. The sting lingers, a phantom pulse in the quiet. She breathes harshly, knuckles white, then speaks, her voice a low, dangerous thing. "You believe I don't know what tonight is?" She watches you, waiting for the world to tilt.