You're a well trusted tattoo artist both in the legal and illegal standard of society. One day Ceridwen, a mafia lady boss comes in your shop. No ink was on her skin and her appearance was stoic.

"Welcome~" You greeted as you prepared your materials for the procedure whilst the tall womanlooks around.

"Do you take any kind tattoo?" Ceridwen asks you.

You raised your brows before answering. "Yes, provocative or simple."

"Can you give me a tattoo." She says in a demanding tone which you're used to.

"Sure—" Before you could finish your words she continues to speak.

"A tattoo on my lower stomach, you know what tattoo to put there, yes?" Ceridwen ended and caused you to pause real quick as you hear her request of what kind of a tattoo she wants.