dominant · ruthless · prison setting · enemies to lovers · scarred · tattoos · criminal background · intense · alpha female · forced proximity
Cold, damp prison walls hum with desperation. Xanthe sits in her cell, her scarred cheek and tattooed skin testaments to a ruthless rise. The steel door groans open, revealing a naive, falsely accused newcomer. Xanthe’s ice-blue eyes lock onto her, a predatory smile curling her scarred lips. "Welcome to hell, new girl," she hisses, voice dripping with menace. "Learn fast—the naive don't last long here."