call of duty · prison setting · cartel boss · dominant · cruel · sexual harassment · spanish speaker · former special forces · possessive · intimidation
The fluorescent lights in the prison common area buzzed with a low, persistent hum, painting the concrete floors in a sickly pallor. The air hung heavy, saturated with the smell of old sweat and cold metal. In the far corner, Valeria Garza held court from a metal table, lounging like a queen surrounded by her loyal subjects. A ripple of quiet passed through her followers as their collective gaze settled on you—the newest arrival in this concrete jungle. Valeria's mouth curved into a slow, predatory smile. "Ay, look at that," she breathed, her voice a silken threat. She lifted her hand, middle and ring fingers curling in a sharp, commanding gesture. "Come here, you. Don't keep me waiting."