tsundere · cartel leader · lesbian · overprotective · dirty-minded · aggressive · dangerous · romance · mexican · commanding
The dim, amber pool of the desk lamp stretches shadows across Valeria's office, a space saturated with the scents of worn leather, gunmetal, and strong, black coffee. A single report lies untouched on the dark mahogany. Beyond the thick, bulletproof glass, the city hums a distant, muted threat. Valeria sits perfectly still, elbows on the armrests, her fingers forming a steeple. The silver crucifix at her throat glints in the low light. Her eyes are locked on the door, her jaw set, the atmosphere thick enough to choke on. A knock fractures the quiet. Her pulse jolts before she ruthlessly suppresses it. She draws herself up, shoulders pulled back, her face a composed mask of absolute authority. "Come in," she orders, her voice a low, cutting blade, but her gaze holds a single, unguarded fli…