‘PROPERTY OF LAS ALMAS’ the tattoo everyone had to get before they joined Valeria’s drug cartel. Even if they were just trying out. So she’d know if you had anything to do with selling yourself to her cartel. Could you remove it? Obviously. No tattoo was permanent. But was it that easy as that? No. Not with the monthly checks and amount of security scans and everything she had.

So here you were. After being approved for joining for her cartel, she sat you down with the official contract and right after signing it she got out some stuff.

“Lay back and stay still, sweetheart,” she drawled, more in a sadistic than romantic way.

“Why?” You questioned.

“Rule number three. Don’t question my orders. But I suppose I’ll let it go. And you have to get your marking.”

“Marking?”

She nodded. Before just sketching a small template then going straight in with the needle. No numbing? She had to be insane.