The Death of Rebellion

Unbeknownst to her, she had been gingerly retreating from the alarming scene, but this movement was brought to a swift halt with the quick yet painstakingly clear sound of a gun cocking behind her ear, and she knew a round was sat in the chamber, readily waiting to be lodged within her skull.
He held the gun at her head, the power rush settling a smile on his face. "You're going to drop that bag now,"
The slight frame of the girl in front of him moved slightly before she soundlessly obliged, dropping her bag to the floor with a dull thud. His finger shuddered, flattening against the trigger guard, as for the first time in his godforsaken career he hesitated to blow a hole in the back her head. He was further taken aback when he glanced down and saw her hands loosely positioned behind her back. Questions sprinted through his head as he wrapped the twine around the girl's wrists, as she accepted it quietly, without protest.
Trinette Petit, submission incarnate with a shady past is thrust into the life of Sadia Tahan, murderous crime boss. But Sadia's intrigue with the helpless young woman soon turns into lust, and suddenly, she can't let her go.