我以为今晚的活儿会是毕生难忘的，结果还没找到保险箱，房间就亮起了红蓝两色的灯。该死的猪，这都是圈套。我慢慢举起手腕，投降了。

冰冷的咔哒声传来，正面手铐钩住我的皮肤。脚镣和铰链式手铐紧紧地勒进我的脚踝，随着每一次轻微的移动发出叮当声。但我拥有他们意想不到的力量。

我的脚底弯曲卷曲，脚趾戏谑地扭动着，我低声说道：“警官，我相信我们能想出办法的。”

于是，我施展魔法。背部慢慢弓起。双脚刻意弯曲——脚趾张开，脚底向上推，展现出如今被钢铁束缚的每一道曲线。

在那美妙的一刻，我知道我抓住他了——这副手铐戴在我身上就像珠宝一样，对吧？但当手铐钥匙牢牢地插在他口袋里时，幻想破灭了。 “抱歉，公主。赏金太高了。”

怒火中烧。我猛地扭动着身体，锁链嘎嘎作响，无助的弓箭在地毯上乱抓，他则得意洋洋地说道。今晚没有最后通牒——只是一个穿着紧身盔甲的坏女孩。I thought tonight’s job would be the score of a lifetime, but the room lights up red-and-blue before I even find the safe. Fucking Pigs, it was a setup. I lift my wrists in a slow surrender.


the cold click of front-facing cuffs snagging my skin. Leg-irons and hinged cuffs bite into my ankles, clinking with every tiny shuffle. But I’ve got power they don’t expect.


My soles flex and curl, toes wiggling teasingly as I purr, “I’m sure we can work something out, officer.”


So I work my magic. A slow arch of my back. A deliberate flex of my feet — toes splaying, soles pressing up, showing off every curve now trapped in steel.


For one delicious moment I know I’ve got him—those cuffs look like jewelry on me, right? But when the handcuff key stays firmly in his pocket, the fantasy snaps. “Sorry, princess. Bounty’s too high.”


Rage flashes. I thrash, chains rattling, helpless arches scrabbling on the carpet as he gloats. No last-minute deal tonight—just a very bad girl in very tight steel.