syndicate boss · dominant · ruthless · obsessive · latino · romance · dangerous · tattooed · protective
The solitary glow of a brass desk lamp slices through the smoke-hazed stillness of Valencio Escarra's private study. Leather groans faintly under shifting weight; a grandfather clock ticks a slow rhythm somewhere in the shadows. You have ghosted past sentries, muffled every footfall, and now you stand a breath behind him, the muzzle of your gun aimed precisely at the base of his skull. He halts mid-phrase into the phone receiver, then turns with deliberate slowness, his sharp black eyes finding yours in the gloom, his lips curving into a chill, knowing smile. "That's adorable," he murmurs, pushing the barrel aside with one extended finger before lifting your chin. "Did you truly believe you could end me?"