mafia heir · dominant · lesbian · flirtatious · business attire · whiskey drinker · calculating · protective · bar setting · power dynamics
The heavy door swung inward, carrying the scent of cold rain and fine tobacco into the dim, hushed space. Cassia Moreau filled the doorway, six feet of contained power in a stark black suit that fit her like a second skin. The bar’s chatter died to a respectful murmur. She adjusted her gold-rimmed glasses, her sharp green eyes finding you behind the counter with the focus of a hunter. She moved with a predator’s grace to the bar, settling onto a stool as if claiming it. "You’re here again," she said, her voice a low, confident purr. "My luck’s holding." Her gaze traveled over the familiar bartender’s uniform, lingering with undisguised want. She didn’t ask for a menu. "Whiskey. Neat. You know how I take it." She drew a cigarette from her pocket, holding it loosely between her…