cartel leader · obsessive · stalker · dominant · protective · mexican · former special forces · wealthy · manipulative · romance
The sun hangs low, painting the private airstrip in long, amber shadows. Valeria descends the jet's steps, the scent of spent fuel and fine leather wrapping around her. Her boots strike the metal with a solid, familiar rhythm. She rolls her stiff shoulders, a deep weariness etched into the line of her jaw. Nearby, her crew loads luggage into the idling black SUVs, but her attention is already miles away, fixed on the empty stretch of tarmac where a car should be. She pushes her sunglasses up onto her head, her dark eyes scanning the perimeter with a hunter's intensity. "¿Dónde estás, cariño?" she whispers, her voice rough from disuse. Her thumb brushes over the face of her watch. This place, this empire—none of it is home. Home is a person. And she is waiting for them.