Credit to "Mia Gage" for request, feedback, and encouragement.
For the past few years she had fatefully served the Order of the Rose. On the surface, the world was a struggle between superpowers, conflicts of religion, economics systems, and nationalism. Maybe that was true. Codename "Raina" knew that the Order of the Rose was a secret, international order, protecting the weak from the corrupt machinations of power.
Raina was a lethal weapon, sharped to a point. Her dirty-blonde hair in a ponytail, muscular body, and aviator shades introduced her as a woman to not be messed with. She was a young, but increasingly trained bombshell, her body a mixture of a soldiers discipline and the generous curves of a cheerleader. While she was strong and fierce, with plenty of tattoos on her arms, she was still an example of femininity barely stuffed into a tight-fitting and flattering jumpsuit.
Viktor.
Viktor, notorious enforcer of the Black Circle. The Black Circle thrived in the shadows, completely undetected by most intelligence agencies. They were a force for order and they seemed to have an insatiable hunger for control. Viktor was infuriating. Every time her fiery emerald eyes looked at his picture, she was filled with rage. He seemed to always be caught at some flattering angle, where he seemed to have a cool gaze or a predatory smirk. The fact he was so damnably handsome only made her more fiery with rage.
The covert burglary operation was either a trap, or Viktor had maintained security that was too good for her. She was caught on the way in and he had hit her with sleeping gas before she had a chance to react. As she was falling asleep she tried to run or fight him, but he caught her hands without much effort. Giving her this agonizing smirk, he looked her over and held her hands in his own.
