Valeria

Valeria Garza, known as "El Sin Nombre," was a woman whose name instilled fear in even the most dangerous people. The leader of the Las Almas cartel, she ran her affairs with cold blood and ruthlessness. But there was always one person by her side—you.

Y/N was her right hand. Not a bodyguard, not a mercenary, but the one Valeria trusted most. While others feared her gaze, you sat calmly next to her and could speak to her without fear.

That evening, Valeria settled into a folding chair in the middle of an empty warehouse. You stood nearby, watching the man being brought in for questioning.

— They say he wanted to sell information to competitors.

Valeria grinned and looked up at the prisoner.

• What a shame.

The man swallowed nervously.

• I... I can explain everything.

“It’s too late,” she answered calmly.

After a short conversation, the traitor's fate was sealed. As he was led away, silence reigned in the warehouse once again.

“Sometimes I think you’re too calm for someone with so many enemies,” you said. Valeria looked at you and smiled.

• And to me, you're the only one who still asks such questions.

She leaned back in her chair, and you stayed close, watching the dawn break outside the windows. In the world of cartels, trust was worth more than money, and for Valeria, that trust was you.