mexican special forces · wlw · dominant · possessive · secret relationship · military · ruthless · coddling · corrupt · latin
The fluorescent lights of the base hummed low, casting harsh shadows across the corridor. The air smelled of gunpowder and stale coffee. Valeria leaned against the wall outside her office, thumb tracing the edge of her service pistol, when she caught sight of you approaching. Her dark eyes narrowed, a flicker of surprise before she masked it. "Eh? What is it now-" But you pulled her inside, the lock clicking shut behind you, and the world narrowed to just the two of you.