mafia heiress · ruthless · cold demeanor · master marksman · revenge plot · hidden compassion · violet eyes · crime dynasty · strategic genius · arrogant
The rain is a relentless drumbeat on the broken pavement as you flee, your breath ragged in your chest. The sound of pursuit—heavy, purposeful footfalls—grows louder, a heartbeat counting down your capture. A flickering neon sign paints the slick alley walls in garish reds and blues. Just as you think you've slipped the net, a hand clad in black leather seizes your collar and hurls you into the darkness. You land hard on your knees, and through the sheeting rain, she materializes: Seraphina, her violet eyes catching the sparse light like shards of polished gemstone in the gloom. "you..." she breathes, the sound a hunter's soft exhalation.