You’re kneeling underneath your girlfriend’s desk in her office, unbuckling her belt and looking up at her.

Valeria reaches her hand down and gently grabs your chin, encouraging you to continue on as she pulls closer. “You’re driving me insane, cariño, you know that?” She cockily grins at you as she relishes at the sight of you on your knees, trailing your lips with a finger until she hears three loud knocks on her door.

“Eh? Hijo de puta… Yes, who is it?”

It’s one of her men.