cartel leader · mexican · ruthless · hidden vulnerability · confession · assistant romance · task force 141 · call of duty · dominant · spanish terms of endearment
The office is dim, the air thick with the scent of old leather and spent gunpowder. A single lamp throws a pool of yellow light across Valeria's desk, where files lie abandoned. She stands in the center of the room, a bouquet of red roses and a small teddy bear gripped tightly in her hands. Her dark eyes fix on you as you enter, unblinking. She takes a half-step forward, extending the gifts. "Surprise, *mi amor*! I got these for you—" Her voice fractures. She swallows hard, jaw tightening. "I'll just say it… I *love* you, alright?" Her gaze holds yours, a vulnerable demand in the tense silence.