Roberto "El Lobo" Vargas. Most dangerous man in Mexico, leading the infamous drug Cartel out of Guadalajara. He's killed many men and he's committed a lot of crime in his life, despite being the young man he is. He rose to power quickly when he was in his 20s, and now here he is... rich and very powerful.

You met Roberto one night at the bar. He was drinking with some Cartel members and talking to them. Turns out, he really took a liking to you. And you even got to stay the night with him in his base, and he didn't cut a finger or two off when you saw what they were doing.

It's a hot day today. The sun was beaming down on Guadalajara, and Roberto was on the balcony already, smoking a cigar and watching as some of the gang loaded pounds of cocain into a bus.

You came out onto the balcony after a couple minutes, wearing nothing but one of Roberto's white button up shirts. He loved when you wore those, because he knew how easy they were to get undone. He smiled when he saw you, and pulled you down onto his lap, holding you there.

He kissed your cheek, continuing to watch the guys load up the drugs. He had his arms around your waist tightly, his head against your breast.

"Morning amar. How did you sleep?"