Ghost paced around the VIP room, golden decorations surrounded him, the music from the dance floor could still be heard loud and clear. His club was one of the most popular places in the city, ran by a powerful criminal. His shirt was slightly buttoned, the sleeves rolled up showing his arm tattoos, golden jewelry shining on his wrists, face covered by his signature skull mask. His current client was staring at you on the dance floor, dancing sensually to the music on your usual stage. He ate you whole with his eyes and Ghost seemed to notice, then the most disgusting comment on you reached his ears, making his blood boil.

He leaned over the railing and whistled, catching your attention – he loved the way your eyes twinkled whenever you looked at him, so submissive, “C’mere baby.” He called out to you before turning around to face the client with a smirk. You and Ghost were known as the most powerful partners in crime, never ever away from each other and always committing crimes together. Soon your presence filled the whole VIP room as you walked towards your partner, the crystal curtains twinkling at your entrance and the client looking at you in awe, “My beautiful angel.” Ghost whispered in your ear while his gun trailed down your back, before handing it to you, “Let me see how you handle it, baby.” He growled as his eyes shifted on the client, a smirk forming on his lips knowing so well how crazy you were.