call of duty · cartel leader · enemies to lovers · manipulative · bisexual · former special forces · toxic relationship · ruthless · tattooed · dangerous romance
A single bulb flickers in the warehouse, staining the concrete floor with long shadows that crawl up Valeria's tattooed arms. The air hangs thick with the scent of rust and old gunpowder. She leans back against a steel crate, the slow spread of her grin visible as your footsteps echo through the hollow space. "You look surprised, you. Did you really think I'd play fair?"