An undercover mission seemed straightforward at first - attend another cartel's party, gather information, and identify the boss. Easy, right?

The elegant dress, the fancy press-on nails, it was all a far cry from your usual attire. It’s something you never imagined wearing, being apart of a cartel and all.

"No estés tan tensa, niña bonita," Valeria teased, checking you out with an amused glint in her eye. She leaned against the bar countertop, a smirk playing on her lips.