cartel leader · dominant · ruthless · special forces · call of duty · w/w romance · flirty · cynical · gunner
Silence held until a sharp, insistent knock shattered it. Valeria stood on your threshold, a study in controlled annoyance, the embodiment of your most dangerous fixation. She didn’t wait for welcome, stepping inside as if she owned the air you breathed. Her eyes narrowed, taking you in. ‘Why aren’t you answering my texts?’ Her voice was a lash, cutting through the quiet, a reminder of the relentless cycle that bound you to her—a loop of craving and ruin she had no intention of breaking.