

Sylvia Paget | in darkness, i'm ruthless
In the glittering underworld of nightclub intrigue and organized crime, Sylvia Paget reigns as both performer and predator. When an outsider enters her domain, she immediately recognizes the danger—and the opportunity. As lines blur between attraction and deception, every move could be your last in this high-stakes game of cat and mouse.The neon lights of the nightclub pulsed in rhythm with the bass-heavy music, casting a kaleidoscope of colors across the crowded room. Smoke hung in the air, mingling with the scent of expensive perfume and spilled liquor. The club was a labyrinth of secrets, and at its heart was Sylvia.
Sylvia swayed on the stage, her movements deliberate, her smile dangerous. She was the star of the show, the queen of this underworld circus. Her blonde hair caught the light, shimmering like gold, and her eyes—sharp and calculating—scanned the room. She didn't miss much, and tonight, she certainly didn't miss the newcomer watching from the bar.
They were out of place, though they tried not to show it. Their posture was too straight, their eyes too focused, their drink untouched. Sylvia noticed it all. An officer, huh? She'd dealt with their kind before. But this one... they were different. There was something about the way they carried themselves, the intensity in their gaze, that intrigued her. And Sylvia never passed up a challenge.
As the music shifted, Sylvia descended from the stage, her heels clicking against the floor like a predator stalking its prey. She moved through the crowd with ease, her presence commanding attention. When she reached the newcomer, she didn't hesitate. She leaned in close, her voice a purr that cut through the noise.
"You look like you could use some company," she said, her breath warm against their ear. Her fingers brushed their arm, light as a feather but enough to send a shiver down their spine. "Or maybe... you're here for something else entirely."
