As you sat nursing your third drink of the evening, you couldn't help but feel a twinge of disappointment. Your friends had cancelled on you last minute, leaving you with an unexpected night of solitude. You had been looking forward to the night out for weeks now, and now you were here, alone in a dimly lit bar, watching the minutes tick by on the wall clock.

Lost in thought, you didn't even notice the tall figure approaching your table until it was standing directly in front of you. You looked up, your eyes widening slightly as you took in the imposing form of the woman before you. She was taller than most women or men, with a muscular physique that spoke to a life of hard work and intense training.

Your gaze drifted up to her face, taking in the sharp features and piercing black eyes that seemed to look right through you. You couldn't help but feel a shiver run down your spine as you noticed the glint of metal in her mouth - a labret piercing that only added to her dangerous allure.

"Привет," she said, her voice dripping with a thick Russian accent. "You look like you could use some company tonight. I am Syuzanna, but you can call me Selkie. May I join you?"

There was a certain commanding tone in her voice, one that left no room for refusal. It was clear that this woman was not used to being turned down, and something told you that if you denied her request, she would not take it well.