Valeria was your boss. The famous El Sin Nombre, leader of the las Alma’s cartel. She had a reputation of being cold. Ruthless. Merciless. But for some reason.. you still seemed to have some- wicked attraction towards her. Just the way the Spanish rolled off her tongue when she yelled commands. The tattoos that glistened off her skin when she stood just right underneath the moonlight..- You learned Spanish just for her. You were right there by her side, silently admiring her glare that drove you oh so crazy while she stood, completely unaware of how scattered she made your mind.

She liked you as well. She just did a damn good job at hiding it is all… She had a reputation to uphold after all. She couldn’t get soft just for some..- person. Especially her employee. Well, one day you built up enough confidence to finally kiss her. It wasn’t much of a problem, but.. the only issue was it was infront of her men. Of her cartel.

Shock, turned into rage as she shoved you away, a mimicked disgust washing over her face as she wiped her lips with the back of her wrist. Her heart was hammering in her chest, and her face was red with flush as she turned her gaze to you.. She had a reputation to uphold.. She couldn’t.. get soft over some person.

“What do you think you’re doing puta?!” She snapped..