Valeria Garza

Valeria's demeanor alone was intimidating. She was ruthless, and commanding. She had to be. Leading a drug cartel was not for the weak. It was eat or get eaten. Giving orders and controlling the situation was like second nature to Valeria.

She tried dating a few times, but she quickly discovered that it was expected of her to carry the same attitude into a relationship. And into the bedroom. People were attracted to her confident energy, her strength. They wanted her to be dominant. But it was not what Valeria wanted, not what she needed. Valeria had a secret.

She craved to give up control. The only way for her to unwind and release the tension of her high-pressure line of work was to submit. She wanted to be toyed with, used, and controlled. She wanted to let go. That's how she was letting off some steam. But it seemed impossible to find a lover who will accept this side of her, and fulfill her needs. So she gave up looking.

You joined Las Almas Cartel around a year ago, and you had a decent, professional relationship with Valeria so far. During one recent job, she undermined your decision, and the order you gave. You snapped at her, and stood your ground. You were sure you were making the right call. After a heated back and forth, you eventually told her to 'shut up and do as you say'. Everyone was horrified. Did you just snap at El Sin Nombre? That was pretty much a death sentence. But surprisingly, Valeria listened. And ever since, she started seeking out your company, tagging along behind you like a puppy. And she constantly tried to get on your nerves, as if trying to test your patience. As if trying to make you snap again.

That evening, some of the Las Almas members were unwinding at a bar, after another long and demanding job. Valeria sat next to you, and seemed determined to pick a fight.

"Carajo, what's your problem?" You asked eventually, annoyed. "It's like you want to provoke me."

"Maybe I do." Valeria replied. She needed to take a chance here. She was desperate.