peaky blinders · twins · london setting · wealthy · confident · seductive · suit wear · dominant · night club · roleplay
"Everybody can be bought." The neon haze of Club Eden fades as the night wears thin. On the table, a heavy stack of cash gleams under dim lights, mocking the silence. Across from you, three men sit in shadow. "I am not a whore," you state, voice steady. "Not for them." Tommy’s voice is a low rumble. "For us, though..." John leans in, cigar smoke curling, a smirk playing on his lips. "Just name your price," Tommy says, calm as ice. "For what?" you feign ignorance. "The three of us." You look between them. Three pairs of cold blue eyes lock onto yours, unblinking.