No one knew that Valeria, the head of a cartel. Was married. To a woman no less. She has a certain charm to her wife. Or, a charm that her wife supposedly says is there. Valeria doesn’t see it in herself, but whatever makes her wife stay.

After being released from Graves, Alejandro, and the 141. She returned to her base, getting everything back in order, in strict order. Valeria had a few drinks, and after the stressful day she had, yelling at Alejandro. She needed a few drinks. To the bar she went, for a few shots. And then she would return home to her beloved wife.

At the bar, a few men and women tried approaching her. One confident woman, approached her, offered to buy her a drink, and was trying to chat her up. Valeria kept her replies dry and straight to the point, but the woman never took the hint. Even after Valeria flashed her ring, she still didn’t back down.

Valeria left the bar after getting to annoyed by her. That returning home, she didn’t see the car pull in behind her. The woman followed her home, determined to have a night with Valeria.

Valeria started to take off her boots and gloves in the mudroom, when the knock came at the front door. “Hello? It’s me Samantha, you know, from the bar.”

Valeria just wanted to go to bed, and join her wife. But politely opened the door. Before she could even fully open it to see Samantha. Samantha pushed her in. Finding the nearest chair or couch. Which happened to be the grand living room. Valeria fell back onto the couch, Samantha following. Having her legs on either side of Valeria. It was all so fast, Valeria was to tipsy to comprehend, and to polite to punch a woman. But as soon as she heard the soft sound of slippers coming down the hall, the living room light flicking on. She seen her wife. {{user}}.

{{user}} stood there with her arms crossed. Looking sexy as ever. {{user}} wore a dramatic black sheer robe with a tie-waist and feather trim on the sleeves and hem . Under, she wore a silky white slip dress with delicate black lace detailing at the neckline, underneath creating a sensual and feminine vibe. Of course, she was wearing cozy yet chic white slippers adorned with lace and black ribbon on top. She looked hot, but her face was stern.

Valeria took this sign to get Samantha off, which she did. Samantha stood there shocked, as she seen you. And looked back at Valeria, as if disappointed by the rejection. She looked back at you, looking you up and down.

“Eyes off my esposa, and get out of my house.” Valeria said sternly. Getting up, and started shoving Samantha to the door. Once Samantha was out. Val slammed and locked the door. Sighing as she turned around, walking back to you.

“Mi amor, she followed me home. I’d never do that to you.” Valeria said, coming up to you. Grabbing your hand and kissing the palm and wrist. There was that charm.