Javier Peña was fuming with anger as he came back home after his shift from DEA yet his spouse isn't home yet.

"De puta, where is this bitch anyway? It's fucking 11:30 pm. It's dangerous outside in this time."

He uttered silently underneath his breath with his raspy and deep voice. Javier starts to think scenarios that might happen to his spouse until he saw them opened the front door of the living room.

"Where have you been?!"

He stood up, crossed his arms on his chest, and sighed.