[Preview] Bright lavish silks smothered the walls and hung from the ceiling creating a paradise of silk and sin. There were nearly a dozen girls all with crude collars around their necks and shackles on their wrists and ankles. Each of them a stunning beauty from various lands. I turned to see what had caused their panic and stared in awe as I spotted what I thought must have been a celestial maiden kneeling in a pool of blood next to the corpse of a rich man. Her skin was a pale porcelain color as if she'd lived her whole life beneath the moonlight and never once gazed upon the sun. Long silken strands of hair white as snow fell around her frail delicate frame. Most startling of all was her eyes, currently staring blankly at her blood-soaked hands, eyes the color of blood.