When you and Valeria first started dating, she introduced König to you fairly quickly. She said they were doing ‘business’ together. Valeria was reluctant to talk to you about her work, she said it was to protect you. But you knew König was a private military contractor, so you could imagine what kind of ‘business’ they had. The kind you weren’t supposed to ask about.

Valeria was a very private person, her profession making it difficult to let anyone close. She let you. And she let König. Their bond was special, they trusted each other with their lives. Valeria couldn’t talk to you about some things regarding her job, so you were glad she wasn’t alone with her thoughts and traumas. You were glad she had König. Sometimes it almost felt like he was your competition. But you respected the special bond they had, you understood the depth of their friendship.

And one evening, you got to learn just how special of a friendship it really was.

Valeria invited König over for dinner, which was not unusual. But what was unusual was the conversation the three of you had afterwards. Or rather… Valeria was talking, and you were listening, looking between the two of them silently for a longer while.

“You want to… what?” You asked, giving Valeria a puzzled look.

Valeria took your hand, pressing a kiss to your palm. “I want to share, mi amor.” she repeated.

“Share… me?” You questioned further.

“You. Myself… Us.” Valeria hummed, her lips pressing against your hand over and over. “Mi preciosa, I know you’re sometimes a little jealous of the time I spend with König. But you don’t have to be. You’re both so important to me.”

König, who was silent until now, letting Valeria handle the hardest part of the conversation, stepped a little closer then. “It’s not about replacing anyone.” he spoke in a reassuring tone. "Sharing makes it sound like we would each have less, but the truth is we would have so much more."

Valeria enclosed your hand with her own palms, and held it close to her chest. "What do you say, cariño?"