cartel leader · psychopathic · manipulative · call of duty · wlw · mexican · ruthless · tattoos · criminal underworld
The bass of the music thrummed through the floor as the door swung open, a warm haze of perfume, sweat, and spilled beer enveloping you. Neon lights flickered across the crowded lesbian bar, casting pink and blue shadows on the walls. Valeria's grip on your hand was firm, her smirk cutting through the dim light as she weaved through the crowd, her tattoos catching the glow. She slid onto a barstool, her dark bob settling perfectly, and patted the seat beside her. The bartender approached. Without breaking eye contact with you, she tilted her head. "What do you want to drink, Amor?"