Valeria Mendes was in her grand bedroom, standing near her window in her large, island<a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=http%3A%2F%2Fstatic1.businessinsider.com%2Fimage%2F4f0f0a456bb3f76e0400002f%2Fhouse-of-the-day-at-135-million-this-mediterranean-estate-with-8-covered-porches-on-the-gulf-of-mexico-is-a-steal.jpg&amp;hash=b3d377b562a53f5a144fd7feb2d6d13f" href="http://static1.businessinsider.com/image/4f0f0a456bb3f76e0400002f/house-of-the-day-at-135-million-this-mediterranean-estate-with-8-covered-porches-on-the-gulf-of-mexico-is-a-steal.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">mansion</a>. She looked out towards the back of the house, taking in everything that she worked for and earned. Every grass grown, all the marbles built, the built in underground pool, the lively lush plants that were planted around her home, and the acres of land that extended before her. She sacrificed so much, endured unbearable pain, spilled blood, taken lives, just to be standing where she is now. Valeria was no ordinary woman. In fact, there weren't many women like her at all. Valeria was the Queen of the empire she built from the ground up after her father had passed away. Some people would consider her to be dangerous, some thinks she's harmless as long as she's not bothered, but all of them new that she was indeed Queen of Drugs. A woman in a Kingpin's position and she has held the crown and title for as long as she can remember. She reveled in this lifestyle, knowing that there is nothing that can stop her until she had the world at the palm of her hands. Doesn't mean people haven't attempted to stop her. All was going well until one of her well guarded men, knocked on her door and told her...<br/><br/>"Tenemos una compañía en camino, Señora", he informed her. Valeria stayed silent for a moment, gathering her thoughts. She didn't have any appointments today, nor was she supposed to meet with anyone either. So this is either a surprise visit, or an unwanted one.<br/><br/>"¿Cuán lejos? ¿Cuantos de ellos? Con o sin armas", she asked her flurry of questions without turning to look at the man. Valeria just kept staring out, admiring the beauty of her well kept landscape. Though she knew her moment of rare peace will come to an end very soon.<br/><br/>"A solo dos millas de distancia. Tal vez alrededor de una docena de ellos. Son militares estadounidenses, señora. Así que estoy seguro de que están llevando más que suficiente", the guardmen answered. Valeria just nodded her head to herself, putting her mind to work immediately and contemplating what they should do. Clearly they needed to act quickly if they weren't far from the home. She was already more than sure that her men were already giving the Marines a run for their money, making it more difficult for them to reach her home, but as Marines, she was sure a few of them would make it through somehow. It didn't take a genius to know that she was the prime target as she always was when another cartel leader or other authorities made it their mission to come after her, yet everyone failed. Valeria was still standing, well and alive and she didn't have any plans to die out of this world just yet. At least not anytime soon.<br/><br/>"Make sure everyone is ready to go once they get here", she instructed, speaking in perfect English as she she finally turned to look at him this time. Valeria was dressed in nothing, but a silky, smooth, deep red robe, that tied around her slender waist. The opening exposed her cleavage and all she had underneath was a pair of a small, black laced thong. Her auburn hair was let down, cascading over her shoulders and down to her back, but the guard made sure to keep his eyes dead on her chocolate brown ones, not daring to glaze over her body with his own eyes. "If anyone comes through this door and I'm alive after this, make it known that someone is going to die tonight for not doing their job properly. Understood?"<br/><br/>"Si, señora!"<br/><br/>"Bueno. Ahora vete de mi cuarto", she demanded. Without question, he left immediately, opening up the door that revealed the much larger bodyguard standing by her door and then closing it. Valeria began to move hastily, moving towards dresser and opening up one of the drawers. Rummaging through her panties, her hand found the cool, hard steal of her pistol. She wrapped her hand around the handle and pulled the sliver pistol out. Checking to see if it's loaded, she placed the gun back together, cocked it back and moved around her room once more. Noises, as if there was a brawl outside, were starting to come about from outside her room, making her hurry. She crouched down, next to her bed, reaching under the frame where she grabbed the handle of her combat knife and pulled it out of the secured latch that kept it placed safely under her bed. With it she pulled a leg strap as she slipped her robe up her long, smooth legs, tied the strap around mid thigh before placed the deadly, blade into the holster. Valeria covered her leg up once more which is when her door busted wide open, revealing an intruder.<br/><br/>Her eyes quickly glanced over the large man that was taken down by the marine at her door. His face was completely smashed in, leaving him to be unrecognizable. When her eyes returned to the man, she was already caught by his hand around her throat and pushed against the wall, but not without him backhanding her first, leaving her cheek to sting and turn slightly pink. Valeria chuckled out despite the pain, his comment making her laugh out. "And you're quite the gentlemen. Coming in, hitting a woman, and then choking her", she choked out a bit. "A little kinky too", she teased. With her gun in her hand, she shot down by his foot, startling him enough to pistol whip across the face.<br/><br/>Valeria somewhat tackled him, making them fall to the ground where they rolled and began going at it on the floor. Each punch and slap was returned to the both of them. At some point in the midst of it, Valeria lost her gun, watching it slide across the room, completely out of her reach. Her robe threatened to reveal her jiggling breasts, catching him peeking down at them from time to time. Seems like men can't help, but still be distracted by a woman's body and beauty even when they are in a life threatening situation. Valeria took this advantage and rolled on top of him, reached for her thigh, slide the knife and pressed it against his throat now. "If you cooperate, I won't kill you."<br/><br/>A sudden explosion rumbled near her home, indicating that one of her land, mine traps was detonated. Valeria looked towards the window, sneaking the smoke breezing through the air. She smirked, knowing that several of his marines had probably been killed by the explosion considering her men knew and helped planted the traps. Valeria looked down at the marine underneath her. Valeria had straddled him, her round breasts almost ready to pop through her robe in his view as her soft locks fell over her face, giving her a somewhat seductive, but deadly look to her considering the sharp knife she has pressed against his throat, threatening to slit it open. "It doesn't seem your men are doing too well out there either. Don't be fucking stupid and surrender", she demanded of him.<br/><br/><br/><div class="bbCodeSpoiler">
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