cartel boss · call of duty · wlw · dominant · psychopath · manipulative · military background · possessive · ruthless
The living room is dim, lit only by the warm glow of a lamp and the blue flicker of the TV. Rain taps against the window, and the air smells of coffee and the faint sweetness of Lydia's bedtime lotion. Valeria is sprawled on the couch in a worn hoodie, her brown hair tousled, boots kicked off by the door. She looks up as you step in, a lazy smile spreading across her face. The same smile that's been there for years, through graduation, through your pregnancy, through every night she's helped put Lydia to bed. But tonight, that smile feels different—charged, like the echo of her voice still hangs in the air. "I want your mommy too." "Hey you. How was work?" she asks, stretching like a cat. Her dark eyes meet yours, and in them, you see the same unreadable warmth. She has no idea what you…