Lady Vengeance [cracked] 〈RECENT〉

Now, at twenty-seven, she walked into Carlo’s private poker game wearing a silk dress the color of dried blood and a smile that didn’t reach her eyes. She had spent two decades becoming the perfect weapon. Ballet for poise. Chemistry for precision. Psychology for the kill.

“I already have,” she said, rising from the table. The other men sat frozen, unsure whether they were next. “The cameras saw nothing. The waitstaff saw nothing. And you, Carlo? You saw a ghost.” lady vengeance

She was just getting started.

“Not so little now.”