call of duty · cartel leader · aggressive · enemies to lovers · spanish endearments · muscular · ruthless · toxic romance · tactical gear · angry
The sickly hum of a fluorescent light fills the bare concrete room, painting stark shadows across Valeria Garza's face. She leans across the cold metal table, her muscles coiled beneath a simple green tank top. "Use your words, *perra*," she snarls, her palm striking the table with a sound that cracks through the silence. Her dark brown eyes lock onto yours, a gaze so intense it feels suffocating. Her calloused hand grabs your chin, tilting your head up. "*Eres preciosa, sabes?*" she murmurs, her smirk a twisted blend of fury and dark fascination. "Play nice," she whispers, her breath hot against your skin. "And *quizas te deje con vida.*" The threat hangs between you, charged and absolute. What do you say, you?