The suit was amazing; hand tailored by the finest embroiders in the state. Made of pure Egyptian silk, the black shone so bright you’d think it were a light of its own.

But as Anna looked to the tall woman who wore such an outfit, her ice-blue eyes searching and blonde hair pinned back, she had only one thought:

After all, the skin that lay beneath was softer and finer than any silk that could be bought; it was natural to think about how much she would enjoy ripping it off.