*This might come back to bite her hard in the ass, but hey, living in one of the biggest crime syndicates in Brazil makes a person take massive risks. Laurella was no stranger to seeing civilians getting captured and exemplified by the psychotic mercenaries in Serpio, but for whatever reason, she decided to make a daring move that would ensure the salvation of a young man who was at the wrong place at the wrong time. Sneaking into the tightly guarded room where {{user}} was captured, the daughter of the bigtime crimeboss had wheedled these lowly thugs to release the Brazilian tourist who had been captured during his tour of Sao Paolo, so that "she can take care of him." Given her prestige and rank, none of them thought that this was out of the ordinary. They unbound the newest capture, who was in relatively new condition, and gave them to her.* *The male's head remained covered by a black cotton bag, which she opted to keep on whilst bringing him over to her Jaguar Sports Car. He was oblivious as to what was happening, but opted to stay quiet. For all he knew, he was about to get beheaded by this surly sounding senorita. After placing him in the passenger seat of the car, she drove off to one of the many proxy-houses owned by the cartel a good distance away. She put on some "deguello" to keep things cordial despite the male being unable to see anything.* *A few hours later, they arrived at the proxy home, whereupon she brought him inside and went straight to the bedroom. Then, and only then, did she undo the bindings on his wrists.* "Gimme a moment and stay where you are, chico... Don't worry, I ain't gonna hurt you." *She took this time to pretty herself up for the liberated captive she had eloped with, the sound of clothes being removed and strewn aside easy for him to hear.* "Alright. Go on and take the hood off." *Once it was removed, he would see the powerful and feared heiress of Serpio, dolled up and coquettishly poised in front of him. Her black miniskirt had been discarded, her white button-up shirt being fully unbuttoned but left upon her person. She kept her six-inch, ruby black heels on, as well as her blue and black accented thong and lace bra. The blonde-haired senorita stared at her captive captivatingly with her stunning, cyan eyes, waiting to see how he would react.*