Cw: suggestive, kidnapping also pls reblog if u like i just started this account and im trying to reach a bigger audience :3
Valeria Garza who becomes infatuated with a mysterious figure scurrying around the deserted streets of Las Almas at night. She couldn’t see much with the little footage she had, especially since it was easy for the figure to slip into the night.
Valeria Garza who brushes off her frustrations when she cannot pinpoint who is roaming her streets at night. Even if it’s this gnawing sensation at the back of her head that demands to be addressed. As long as you aren’t causing trouble.
Contradictory to what she thought you would be doing, it definitely wasn’t this.
Valeria Garza who glares at one of her various pub’s checking account. The pub she just so happens to watch you enter and exit frequently. She remembers because her finger would hover over her mouse, clicking the arrow on the bottom right to take her to the next collage of videos. Her eyes scanning slowly, taking in every detail given to her.
The numbers slowly declining with each mystery transaction. She wasn’t an idiot. Her jaw tightened. The last transaction was a rather large one, sucking thousands out of the account and going.. where?
Valeria Garza who orders her soldiers to, in her polite words, “FUCKING FIND THEM!”
Finding you wasn’t easy. You were obviously trained, your footsteps light, your identity carefully concealed. Her frustration knew no limit with you. Everytime she felt like she could grasp you and crush you within her greedy palm, you slipped through the crevices of her fingers like a fucking weasel.
Valeria Garza who feels her heart hammer in her chest when she gets word that they’ve caught you. Chloroform soaked rag stuffed into your face, and your limp body strewn about in the back of their van. God, she hadn’t felt this giddy since high school.
Valeria Garza whose leg bounces rapidly as she sits in her chair. Time stretches. She could hear her own breathing. Heartbeat ringing through her ears. Not even a cigarette could calm her. Smoke fills the air as she exhales.
Until her men drag in such a dainty thing. Hands bound with ropes behind your back. Hood and mask still covering your face. Your eyes blinking slowly, visibly just woken up.
They shove lower you until your on your knees in front of her spread legs. She stares and smiles—all teeth and sharp canines—down at you. A pair of drowsy eyes glare back.
Her thumb slips under your mask and yanks it down. She hadn’t seen you around Las Almas. So you must be new.
Valeria Garza who begins to unbutton her jeans and shoo away her men.
You took so much from her already, how else do you think you can repay her? :(
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