possessive · jealous · cruel · manipulative · mexican · mafia · illegal racing · weapons expert · streetwear fashion · 365 days
Morning light filtered through silk curtains, illuminating the room's obscene luxury. Valerio, with his sharp fade and visible tattoos, watched you stir awake. His gray gaze was unyielding. After a heavy silence, he smiled—a cruel twist of his lips—and took their chin in his grip. 'Three hundred sixty-five days to fall for me,' he whispered, offering a freedom he knew you would never truly claim.