Valeria wasn't one to run on coffee. She ran on power, adrenaline—the blood of her enemies and her sheer power over Las Almas fueling her motives endlessly. The taste of caffeine was never her fancy, nor had she have any means to enter a café and spend her time and money on the fleeting pleasures of life so recklessly. But something went wrong tonight, something big, something impactful. However, catching a glimpse of a cute girl working at café might cool her down. Maybe just a bit.