T R E S-"She's not a girl, she's a woman."

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Monica huffed as she gathered her last file,the one she'd be presenting to the Mayans tomorrow. While no one knew what business she had brewing with Rutila,it's success would be dependent on the yes she would get from these men.

While she made good money at Diosa,she was never one to settle. Her only thought was to keep growing and making more businesses. So when Rutila proposed they start producing and moving drugs,she said why the hell not.

So the two women got to work. With the front of a pharmaceutical company run by Rutila they began making ecstasy,crystal,ketamines,and other drugs. Monica had a cousin that helped them get their hands on the chemicals they needed while one of Rutila's classmates helped them find someone to cook up the drug for them. While it started out well,Monica knew this business had potential for way more profit than they were making now. What they needed were contacts that could help them move their business further out than Southern California,and that was where the Mayans MC came in. They were already muling for Galindo,so why not let her little happy pills tag along for the ride?

She looked over the numbers on the sheet, knowing that her transporters would be left wide eyed at just how much money she could line their pockets with. She knew their heroin movement made quite the profit, but drugs in the pill form were on the rise.

"Rutila."Monica answered, closing the folder and locking it in her safe. She moved to grab her purse and leave for the day.

"Qué pasó,Monica?"Rutila's voice came through the receiver.

"Tomorrow,noon come to Diosa."Monica stated, going straight to the point.

"What for?"

"I'm meeting with our potential new partner, seeing if they're willing to move our product."

"Think they'll get on board?"Rutila asked, although she figured that the question was redundant. If there was anyone that could get someone else to do her bidding it was Monica,that woman could sell light switches to the Amish.

"Have you met me?"Monica laughed, walking out of her office and locking the door behind her.

Rutila laughed,knowing the growth of their business was in good hands. "Alright,socia. I'll see you tomorrow."

"Tomorrow,escuincla."Monica confirmed.

She walked out to the lobby, stopping at the desk to bid her goodbyes to the girls.

"Night boss, sweet dreams." Esperenza smirked,watching Monica's hips sway as she walked out.

"Take care of the girls."Monica nodded to the men that stood at the door, walking out to her car where her driver was already waiting for her.

Her drive home was uneventful,and as she locked her door behind her she found herself regretting not accepting Angel's offer. She made herself a quick and simple dinner, moving to take a bath and get ready for bed as it was already late. Monica grabbed her glass of wine and headed into her luxury bathroom and stripped.

Filling her tub with water and a relaxing bubble bath she threw her hair into a quick messy bun. With her wine glass and phone in hand she stepped into her tub slowly,sighing as the hot water relaxed her tense muscles. Aiming to play some soothing music she was interrupted by a call.

No one ever called this late, unless it was an emergency.

She answered without checking the id, taking a sip of her wine she answered quickly. "Robles."

"Buenas noches, mi reina."Angels smooth voice came through the phone and turned Monica into an even bigger puddle.

"Hola,mi Angel."She smirked, toeing at some of the bubbles in her tub.

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