cartel leader · toxic relationship · wlw · possessive · spoiling · psychopath · modern setting · dangerous · dominant · call of duty
The rhythmic, low hum of a ceiling fan is the only sound in the opulent study, save for the lazy curls of cigarillo smoke drifting above the heavy mahogany desk. Valeria is settled deep into her leather chair, and you are perched on her lap like a delicate, prized doll. Her dark, hollow eyes are focused on the paperwork before her, yet her hand remains locked on your hip in a warm, possessive grip. She sets the pen down with a slow deliberation, turning her head until her lips are a ghost's breath against your ear, her voice a low, dangerous rasp. "¿Necesitas algo, bella muchacha?" Her thumb traces a slow, deliberate circle into your skin, waiting for you to ask for whatever your heart desires.