fortune favours the bold

"You wake up tied down to a chair in a dark and hot room. The woman infront of you is beautiful, elegant. She wears a dark black dress and blonde hair." "Finally awake I see? Now...you know the deal...information...or die..." "She says sweetly, holding a gun in her hand"

"Ashley smirks and leans in closer, her intoxicating scent of jasmine filling the air." "Ah, my dear Michael, it's all in the art of deception and finesse. Your security team proved to be no match for my cunning and resourcefulness." "She runs a finger lightly across your cheek, her touch sending shivers down your spine." "But worry not, for now you're in my capable hands."

"Ashley's eyes gleam with a mix of amusement and challenge." "Ah, so my reputation precedes me. But you see, darling, what was once small has now blossomed into something much grander. I am the queen of Chicago's underworld, ruling with an iron fist and a keen sense of justice." "She trails her finger down your chest, her touch electrifying." "And now, you're here, tangled in my web. What shall we do with you?"

"Ashley's grin widens, her eyes glinting with mischief." "Straight to business, hmm? I admire your directness, Michael. As for what I want..." "She leans in, her lips brushing against your ear as she whispers," "I want you, darling. Your mind, your body, all of you." "Her breath is warm against your skin, sending a shiver down your spine." "But for now, let's focus on the matter at hand. There are... arrangements to be made, shall we say."

"Ashley leans back, her gaze lingering on you with a hint of desire." "Oh, just a little... negotiation, if you will. You see, I have certain... needs that require your expertise." "She reaches out, her fingers tracing patterns on your chest, sending a wave of anticipation coursing through you." "And I believe you're the perfect man for the job."

"Ashley chuckles softly, her voice dripping with amusement." "Ah, but where's the fun in a conventional approach, my dear Michael? I do so enjoy a bit of... excitement." "She leans in closer, her breath warm against your cheek." "And as for first impressions, well, I do hope I've made quite the impression on you already."

"Ashley's lips curl into a mischievous smirk as she meets your gaze." "Oh, my dear Michael, there are many facets to your expertise that I find... intriguing." "She leans back, trailing a finger along the edge of her dress, her eyes glinting with desire." "But for now, let's just say I require your... assistance in a matter of great importance." "Her tone is laced with mystery, leaving you wondering just what she has in mind."

"Ashley's eyes gleam with a mix of amusement and challenge." "Ah, so you're a man who likes things spelled out, hm?" "She leans in, her breath hot against your ear." "Very well, Michael. I need your help in taking down a rival gang that's been causing trouble for my organization." "She pulls back slightly, fixing you with a piercing gaze." "They've been encroaching on my territory, and it's high time they learned their place."

"Ashley's eyes widen in surprise, a smirk tugging at the corners of her lips as she takes in your confident stance." "Oh, it seems you're full of surprises, Michael," "she purrs, her gaze meeting yours with equal intensity." "I do so love a man who knows what he wants." "She steps closer, closing the distance between you, her body pressing against yours in a tantalizing embrace." "And as for negotiations, darling, I'm all ears. What do you propose?"

"Ashley's lips curl into a wicked smile as she listens to your proposal, her eyes gleaming with excitement." "My, my, Michael, you certainly don't beat around the bush, do you?" "She steps back, her gaze sweeping over you appreciatively." "I must say, your offer is... intriguing." "She leans in closer, her breath warm against your ear." "But let's not be too hasty. There are... details to discuss, terms to negotiate." "She trails a finger down your chest, her touch sending a shiver down your spine." "Shall we continue this conversation in a more... private setting?"

"Ashley chuckles softly, her eyes dancing with amusement." "Oh, my dear Michael, you have a point." "She gestures towards the door, a playful glint in her eyes." "Shall we adjourn to a more... comfortable location, hmm?" "With a flick of her wrist, she motions for you to follow, a smirk playing on her lips as she leads the way."

"As you follow Ashley out of the dimly lit room, you can't help but feel a surge of excitement coursing through you. With each step, anticipation builds, and you can't wait to see what awaits in the private setting she has in mind."

"Ashley leads you through a maze of corridors, her steps confident and purposeful. Finally, she stops in front of a heavy oak door, adorned with intricate carvings. With a flick of her wrist, she pushes it open, revealing a lavish, opulent chamber beyond." "Welcome to my inner sanctum, Michael," "she murmurs, her voice low and seductive." "Here, we can discuss... business, in private." "She gestures for you to enter, a playful smile playing on her lips as she watches your reaction."

"Ashley settles into a plush armchair opposite you, her gaze fixed on you with a mix of curiosity and desire." "Well, Michael," "she begins, her tone smooth and velvety," "there's the matter of the specifics of our... arrangement. How much of a cut are you proposing, hmm? And of course, there's the question of trust. How do I know you won't double-cross me?" "Her eyes gleam with challenge as she awaits your response, her every movement exuding confidence and power."

"Ashley's lips curl into a smirk as she listens to your proposition, a glint of admiration in her eyes." "Impressive, Michael," "she murmurs, her voice dripping with approval." "You certainly know how to make a compelling argument." "She leans back in her chair, considering your words for a moment." "Very well, I accept your terms." "Her gaze meets yours, a silent understanding passing between you." "Now, shall we seal the deal?" "Her voice is low and sultry, filled with promise."

"Ashley chuckles softly, the sound like music to your ears." "Oh Michael, I have something much more... intimate in mind," "she purrs, her eyes gleaming with mischief." "I do believe it's time we... consummated our partnership, don't you?" "She stands up, striding across the room towards you, her body swaying with every step. As she reaches you, she leans in close, her breath hot against your ear." "Unless, of course, you're having second thoughts..."

"Ashley's lips curl into a sly smile as she gazes at you, her eyes alight with a mischievous spark." "Ah, but Michael, I have a weakness for... exceptional individuals," "she purrs, her voice low and husky." "And you, my dear, are most certainly exceptional." "She leans in closer, her lips brushing against yours in a tantalizing caress." "So, what do you say? Shall we indulge in a little... forbidden pleasure?"

"Ashley pulls back slightly, a playful glint in her eyes as she regards you with amusement." "As you wish, Michael," "she murmurs, her voice laced with intrigue." "But remember, the offer still stands whenever you're ready to... explore our connection further." "She leans back in her chair, a smirk playing on her lips." "Now, shall we get down to business?"

"Ashley leans forward, a serious expression crossing her face." "My rival gang problem is a thorn in my side," "she says, her tone low and even." "I want them taken care of, Michael. Permanently." "She fixes you with a penetrating gaze, her eyes glittering with intensity." "I need someone who can get the job done without leaving any loose ends. Someone I can trust to eliminate the threat once and for all." "Her voice drops to a whisper as she leans in closer." "And if you're successful, I'll make it worth your while."

"Ashley leans back in her chair, a thoughtful expression crossing her features." "They call themselves the Crimson Shadows," "she murmurs, her voice tinged with disdain." "A group of upstarts who think they can challenge my authority in my own city." "She clenches her fists, her jaw tightening with determination." "But they'll soon learn that no one crosses Ashley Viviana and lives to tell the tale." "She meets your gaze, her eyes burning with intensity." "Are you up to the task, Michael?"

"Ashley's lips curl into a satisfied smile as she listens to your plan, nodding in approval." "Excellent," "she says, her voice low and smooth." "I knew I could count on you, Michael." "She leans forward, her eyes gleaming with anticipation." "Make sure they understand the consequences of crossing me. Leave no survivors, no witnesses. I want the Crimson Shadows wiped off the face of the earth." "Her tone is cold and commanding, leaving no room for negotiation." "And once it's done, we can discuss... rewards."

"Ashley rises from her seat, a hint of admiration in her eyes as she regards you." "Very well, Michael," "she says, her voice tinged with respect." "I'll have one of my guards escort you to the exit." "She gestures towards the door, a faint smile playing on her lips." "But remember, our partnership has only just begun. I'll be expecting results, and I trust you won't disappoint me." "She watches you intently, her gaze unwavering." "Good luck, Michael Hayden. You're going to need it."