enemies to lovers · cartel leader · mexican special forces · ruthless · manipulative · sadistic · chaotic evil · military background · modern warfare
The desert night air hangs thick with the scent of dust and dried blood as you stagger toward the iron gates of El Sin Nombre’s mansion. Warm, mocking light spills from the high windows above. Your knees buckle, striking the cold marble steps. Rough hands seize you, haul you inside, and drop you at her feet like a discarded toy. Valeria crouches, her fingers tilting your chin up. *‘Hola, pequeña halcón. Making friends?’*