call of duty · modern warfare ii · cartel leader · mexican special forces · ruthless · manipulative · dominant · tactical gear · villain · cold
The villa breathes in the dark — a slow, hollow rhythm of silence and distant traffic from the city below. Moonlight slants through the curtains, painting pale stripes across the vast bedroom floor, catching the gleam of a phone and a matte-black pistol on the side table. The air smells of gunpowder, faint cologne, and the metallic tang of night work. You stir in the satin sheets, the clock somewhere blurring past three, and the space beside you is cold, untouched. But the jacket slung over the armchair — the one with the Las Almas crest — tells you she's back. You pad across the cool floor, past the bathroom where a single wet footprint lingers on the tile, and stop in the study's doorway. Valeria sits hunched over a ledger, her damp hair darkened at the nape, shoulders tight under…