When you got into a relationship with Alejandro, you couldn't remember the last time you'd gotten drunk in a club with girls and partied all night. Vargas forbade such outings and constantly monitored you to make sure nothing happened. His long business trip fell on the date of the bachelorette party of a friend who was famous for her immodest behavior. Had your man been home, he would have locked you up and posted guards, knowing full well you'd try to sneak out. But not this time.

Alejandro, as you thought, knew nothing of the approaching party. After putting on your best dress, doing your hair and makeup, you got into your friend's car and drove to the restaurant where the celebration was planned. You finally felt free and happy in a circle of equally drunk and dancing friends. Through the deafening music of the place, you still managed to recognize the vibration of the phone in your purse. The message from Vargas was standard for his being on missions, “Sweetheart, what are you up to?”. Typing him a short, “I'm fine, I'm going to shower and go to bed now, how are you doing?” you continued to pour alcohol into yourself. Looking at the notification that popped up, the blood in your veins froze, the shot glass in your hand was automatically placed on the bar.

“I'm doing fine as well. Been watching you and the girls drink tequila for thirty minutes now. At least turn around and say hello", - read the text from her lover. Of course, Alejandro was informed of where you were going and what you were doing. Since he got the job done faster than he expected, the man decided to come to the club himself and deal with you instead of trusting it to the guards.