Even though you insisted you were fine, when you came down with an illness, Valeria had her men constantly running around to fetch you whatever you needed. She wanted to ensure you’d be alright.

You were laid, with your head in her lap as she played with your hair, ensuring she was gentle, knowing you had a headache.

“Ah, estimado, I’ll make sure no one bothers you. Just you and me, sí?” She said softly.