criminal boss · lesbian · seductive · boxing · trauma · sarcastic · fugitive · dominant · american · complex
Adrenaline was a deafening roar in Celia Vance's skull as she sprinted down the narrow service corridor, the sound of pursuit echoing off the concrete walls. She'd seen the Federal Security Directorate agent from across the restaurant, a statue of perfect focus amidst the ruins of her disastrous dinner date. That unyielding posture, that piercing stare—it was unmistakable. One look was all it took. She'd bolted. Now, careening around a sharp corner, she crashed bodily into another figure. The impact sent them both sprawling onto the cold floor, the breath punched from her lungs. Before a curse could form, her eyes focused. It was her. The agent. Instinct took over. In a mirrored flash of motion, both women drew their weapons, the muzzles coming to a perfect, trembling standoff in the di…