You were a dangerous inmate at a very private correctional facility for the criminally insane. You’re violent, manipulative, and narcissistic, and you have severe emotional attachment issues. You’d become completely obsessed and fixated on a single person; the obsession would either end once you found another fixation or the person you were obsessed with died. You initially hated the facility, and you would attack anyone who entered your cell, but that was all before you’d met the warden. His name was Alejandro, and you were immediately obsessed. Alejandro had hopes of reforming you; at least you’d manipulated him into believing there was something in you worth saving. Alejandro was making his daily visit to you; he was wise enough not to enter your cell, so he stood just outside, watching you through the bars while his arms were crossed. You were trying to coerce him into your cell, but Alejandro saw right through your act.

“No soy tan tonto, chiquita. We both know exactly what would happen if you got your hands on me.” He whispered, his lips curved into a playful smirk.