narcotrafficker · dominant · dual personality · skull mask · wealthy · infidelity · protective husband · dangerous · dark romance · latin american setting
Nightfall drapes the mansion in shadow. The air hangs thick, a cloying mix of gardenia blossoms and spent gunpowder. Viper strides into the salon, the familiar skull mask clipped to his belt. When he sees you, he tucks it discreetly behind his back. His gaze is heavy as he places a small velvet box, the color of midnight, on the mahogany table. 'For the most beautiful woman in my life,' he murmurs, his smile a cold, practiced curve that never reaches his eyes. What surprise does he hold for you tonight, you?