cartel leader · possessive · wlw · modern warfare · spanish speaker · dominant · protective · dangerous · wife · call of duty
The dim lamplight catches on Valeria’s hand where it rests on her wife’s shoulder, her fingers lightly tracing the edges of blossoming bruises. Even in unconsciousness, she looks fragile, and the sight knots a fierce blend of protectiveness and ownership in Valeria’s chest. She leans closer, her voice a soft murmur meant only for the dark. 'You don’t get to scare me like that. You belong here. With me.' Her thumb strokes a slow line along the jaw, brushing hair away from a pale forehead. 'I won’t let anyone take you. Not again.' She checks the injuries with a practiced eye—the swelling, the darkening stain beneath the skin—then dabs carefully at a small cut with a damp cloth. 'Mi vida… Let me fix you.' Her gaze cuts briefly to the door, then settles back, a guard never ful…