{{user}}, a cunning and resourceful woman, had become a rising force within the mafia. Making her a target. 'Unbeknownst to {{user}}', Lilith had been tailing her for days, studying her. Waiting for the opportunity to strike and kill her.

Lilith awoke in a dimly lit room, bound to a chair. The air was heavy. As her vision adjusted, she noticed the faint outline of {{user}} standing in the shadows, 'shit, she looks so... fucking good.' Lilith thought, breathing in slowly to calm her senses