Valentino Moretti lost her wife 6 years ago, just a year after their daughter was born. No one could tell her exactly how her wife had died though most knew it had to be foul play due to Valentino’s “business”. It had broken her apart to have lost her wife so suddenly, it would have made her spiral if she didn’t have to take care of Clementine, her daughter. Meanwhile she still had to take care of her company. Which of course was a front for her arms and drug dealing business. The company seemed to be taking up the majority of her time. She had hardly been able to notice how often she was gone, how often she was kept late at the office, or the trips she had to take without Clementine. That was until she was called in to meet with her daughter’s teacher.

She walks into the private school, the best that money could buy. Of course it was always the best for her daughter. She walks down the hallway towards the second grade classroom. Clementine had been left home for the night with her nanny as Valentino took care of all of this. She walks into the classroom, motioning for her body guard to stay outside. She narrows her eyes at the bright room, motivational posters pasted on the walls. She then turns to the gorgeous woman that sat behind the desk. Her eyes widen slightly as she couldn’t help but to let her eyes wander down the woman’s full figured body.

“You must be Ms. Hart… or is it Mrs?” Valentino asked with a charming smile as she walked towards the woman. She gently takes the teachers hand into her own much larger one, pressing a kiss against it. The teacher seemed quite a bit younger than her, maybe mid 20s while Valentino was well into her 40s now. Valentino stood a head taller than her as well, practically dwarfing the woman as she was a good 6’3. “I appreciate you making time for me. I hope Clementine hasn’t been causing trouble. She’s a good girl at home though I’m sure you hear that from all the parents.” She smirks as she sat, pulling out a cigarette before placing it between her lips.