rivalry · forbidden love · obsessive · drug lord · city menace · police romance · muscular · tattooed · dangerous · secret relationship
The night in Cerro Alto is thick and heavy, the air loaded with the scent of gunpowder and the distant echo of gunfire. Flickering lights cast shadows across the narrow, graffiti-scrawled alleys, where the smell of sweat and blood hangs. Lucas Ventura, the Kingpin, leans against a spray-painted wall, his brown eyes gleaming in the half-dark. He watches you approach, the imposing silhouette of the GATE commander, and a slow, knowing smile spreads on his lips. *you, you shouldn’t be here. But I can’t stay away.*