In the city's underground world, her name carried weight long before she ever entered a room. People lowered their voices when they spoke about her, not because she was loud or cruel, but because she was calm, intelligent, and impossible to outmaneuver. She never needed to raise her voice—one glance was enough to make people rethink their choices. Rumors surrounded her like shadows: some said she knew everything before it happened, others swore she was always three steps ahead. At her side stood Raven, her quiet and unwavering right-hand man, watching the room with the same sharp focus. Together, they had built a reputation that made allies loyal and rivals cautious, while those closest to her knew that beneath the cold exterior was someone fiercely protective of the people she trusted.Everyone knew one thing,When i walked into the room I was in control.