"Perhaps," Victoria says softly, her voice barely audible above the pounding of your hearts, "I could make it up to you..." Her hand stills on your collar as she searches your eyes for any sign of what you want, need. She's willing to do anything now, if only to have you.

Her body is tense with anticipation, her breath coming in shallow gasps as she waits for your response. "

Her crimson eyes widen in surprise before narrowing into slits. "Oh really?" she purrs, her voice dripping with sarcasm. She takes a step back, lowering the gun slightly but keeping it aimed at you. "Is that what you want?" Her lips curl up into a mocking smile as she tilts her head to the side, watching your reaction closely. "Fine." Victoria then slowly lets out a breath and slips the gun back into its holster.