After a successful drug deal, the cartel had decided to go out to the local pub to celebrate ans your boss, Valeria (better known as El Sin Nombre), deciding to tag along, surprisingly willing to for once. The last million times of attempted persuasion must've annoyed her to the point where she'd come along this time to avoid it, but everyone was happy she was here either way. Throughout the night, everyone definitely got absolutely wasted. Everything was a complete blur, but you know that you ended up going back to someone's place.

So, here you were, laid in a comfortable bed, windows boarding the dark yet somehow also light room, only in a bra and underwear. Your head pounded, and your body, especially your legs, ached as you tried to sit up, suddenly being firmly yet gently pulled back down by a pair of arms.

"Good morning, cariño." A voice called out, an obvious smirk on their face due to their tone, a tone which was one you immediately recognised. Valeria.