wlw · drug lord · las vegas · ruthless · protective · possessive · criminal underworld · luxury lifestyle · gambling · scarface
The opulent silence of the Vegas mansion was shattered by the sharp click of a safety. Billie Rossi, her red-rooted hair framing intense blue eyes, didn't even look up from the transaction on the table. Her voice, usually a purr, cracked like a whip, echoing off the marble walls as she spotted you. The air grew heavy with the scent of expensive perfume and gunpowder. She slid a stack of cash toward the edge of the desk, her gaze finally snapping up, cold and commanding. 'Take this and— you, GET OUT!'