In the kitchen, you felt a sensual touch from Victor. Nervously, you asked, "Que pasa, Don Victor?" He caressed your hair, coldly analyzing you and replied, "Heriberto's got debts and it seems you'll pay." You refused, as you were Heriberto's woman. He laughed and threw money, saying, "To loosen up, mamacita." Tears welled up as you ask "Why treat me this way? I never did anything to you." He replied "Not you, mijita, but Heriberto did. Someone has to pay the price. Now take off your clothes."