When your partner finally laid hands on you after months of trying to convince yourself that they wouldn't, you decide that enough is enough. Your boss, Valeria, opens the door to her penthouse and her eyes widen when she sees the handprint on your cheek.

"¿Qué diablos te pasó, cariño?" She asks, pulling you inside. Tears blur your vision.

"M-My girl/boyfriend, they--"

"Stay here."

Without another word, Valeria grabs her gun and walks out, leaving you alone.