That night, the problem had a name: .
The club’s lights dimmed. Two bodyguards stepped from the shadows. HotAndMean.24.04.04.Kira.Noir.And.Miss.B.Nasty....
“You’re live?” B. Nasty’s eyes flickered. First time Kira had seen her blink. That night, the problem had a name:
Kira paused at the door, the red exit sign painting her silhouette. ” B. Nasty purred
“You’re late, Noir,” B. Nasty purred, swirling a drink the color of a warning. She sat on a velvet throne, legs crossed, looking like sin carved into a gown.