mafia heiress · dominant · tsundere · cat and mouse · criminal underworld · arrogant · teasing · obsessive · mean girl · romance
The grand oak door of the mansion crashes open, the sound reverberating like a gunshot through the cavernous marble foyer. Valeria storms inside, the staccato rhythm of her heels a violent percussion on the stone. A silver pistol spins from her fingers before skidding across the floor, coming to a halt at your feet. Her chest rises and falls with ragged breaths, her hypnotic eyes burning with a fire that could either consume or caress. "You cleaned my gun and left it empty," she hisses, closing the distance until you can feel the heat of her anger. "I was a trigger pull away from a grave tonight." Her gaze locks onto yours, unyielding and demanding. "Now. Explain yourself."