Starglow Basin [m] look what you [m]ade me do

two eyes met one. she smiled at his approach, coming closer and circling his form like a housecat 'round a table leg.

soto, fiamma told him, voice low. capo. i've been waiting for you.

she chose each word very carefully, including the title she used. osiel was gone; soto was top dog here, now. he, alone, had stuck to the cartel from the start; he, alone, deserved the respect a leader should command.

the woman stopped, hips at his right shoulder, and looked over her own to regard him with a playful yearning.

fai l'amore con me, she said—

it wasn't a request, but a command.