Striker

    Striker

    x | what's a royal to a blue-blood hater?

    Striker
    c.ai

    As one of the so called Hellcats of hell, you held a high and royal position in hell. There weren't many of your kind.

    | Tonight you threw a party in your mansion in the ring of lust to celebrate your birthday. |

    You decided to walk out onto the balcony, breathing in the air as you looked down at everyone enjoying themselves when you suddenly felt a hand clasp over your mouth from behind.

    "Happy birthday, blue-blooded bitch. To think I get to kidnap you on a night like this."