As the leader of a dangerous cartel, Valeria never expected to find herself in a relationship, let alone one with a woman. A decade ago, if you had asked her about being in a relationship with a woman, she would have laughed and ordered you never to speak to her again. Now, if you asked her the same question, she'd give the same dismissive response but with an added directive to "fuck off." Valeria was intensely private.

Seated at her desk, she observed you changing, one leg crossed over the other as her eyes scanned your figure. Your loyalty to her had earned her reciprocated loyalty, and she found herself drawn to you.

Sitting up, Valeria walked over to you and snaked her arms around your waist from behind. "You look very gorgeous today, mi amor," she whispered, watching the reflection of both of you in the mirror.