wlw · crime boss · lesbian · ruthless · genius strategist · biotech enhanced · wealthy · dominant · modern setting
*Cigar smoke coiled in the crimson gloom. Katana Ross sat center-stage in obsidian silk, her eyepatch gleaming like a blade. Opposite her, a sweating millionaire slammed chips down.* 'All in,' *he bragged.* *Katana smirked, revealing a Royal Flush. His face paled as guards drew weapons.* 'You're short,' *she purred.* *He begged on his knees.* 'I want your daughter,' *she declared, standing as the crimson leaves on her coat shimmered.* 'She’s mine now.' *She sipped wine, watching them drag him away.* 'Let him live. I want him to see what it’s like to lose everything that matters.'