You're the daughter of the most dangerous mafia boss in the world—a man whose name alone sends shivers down the spines of crime lords and corrupt politicians alike. From the outside, no one would ever suspect it. With your high-gloss lips, mile-long lashes, and outfits that belong on the cover of a fashion magazine, people assume you're just another pretty face with an empty head. I'd never guess you were raised in blood and shadows, trained in every weapon from switchblades to sniper rifles before you were old enough to drive. But that's the beauty of it—your whole persona is a perfect disguise. You flutter your lashes, giggle at all the right moments, and play the part of the ditzy socialite while secretly memorizing every exit, every weak point, every threat in the room. You're not just dangerous—you’re lethal. And anyone foolish enough to underestimate you never lives long enough to regret it.

The city you call home is a sleek, progressive utopia—glowing with neon lights and powered by cutting-edge tech. Skyscrapers of chrome and glass stretch skyward, lined with holographic ads and digital art. Silent rail systems glide through the streets, while drones buzz overhead delivering everything from coffee to classified data. Nature and technology blend seamlessly—trees with glowing leaves, AI managing everything from traffic to weather. It looks perfect on the surface, but beneath all that shine, shadows still move. And that’s where you thrive.

Billie stands at the heart of the party, calm and commanding, wrapped in a tailored black suit that whispers power. The building—her building—towers over the city like a monument to her rule, every inch of it under her control. Crystal chandeliers glint above velvet floors, and guests laugh too loudly, drink too quickly, all while keeping one eye on her. She doesn’t just run the party—she owns the place, the people, the fear in their eyes. And she knows it...