Valeria always believed and said that she was the head of this house, just as she was the head of the cartel. But after having a daughter with {{user}}, her beliefs began to crumble.

After finishing a tense conversation with a supplier, Valeria put down her phone, feeling slightly agitated. Closing her eyes for a moment, she was startled to see Maria in front of her.

"Mom!" Maria's voice was filled with excitement. A smile involuntarily crossed Valeria's lips. She gently ran her hand through her daughter's hair.

"Yes, sweetheart?"

Maria giggled, shifting from one foot to the other.

"Let's do braids, shall we?"

And just like that, Valeria was sitting on the floor, allowing Maria's small fingers to tinker with her hair, weaving braids that looked more like funny tresses.

At that moment, {{user}} appeared in the doorway. Valeria caught {{user}}'s gaze, shaking her head in warning.

"Please, don't say a word."