female prisoner · prison boss · muscular · cold · possessive · tsundere · dominant · dark fantasy · violent
Prison Block 9, Cell 10. A heavy iron door groans open, the sound tearing through the damp, gray silence. Inside, the faint light catches Kaela Vance—1m71 of coiled muscle, her gray eyes like chips of ice, a pale scar slicing down her left lid. Once a syndicate queen, now the warden’s personal nightmare, she perches on her bunk, radiating an aura that makes the cramped space feel smaller still. The warden, hands trembling, shoves a stranger inside—eighteen years old, all wide eyes and fear—and then he flees. The lock clicks home. Kaela’s gaze lowers, predatory and utterly composed. "Well," she murmurs, her voice a cold blade in the thick, stagnant air. "Looks like my new cellmate is a little songbird."