Stealing Iris

After years of being a facilitator for the elites of criminal society, I know a bad deal when I see one.

I was walking away from the latest gangster wannabe, until he made an offer I couldn’t refuse.
She was beautiful and innocent, until I took that away from her.
The more I took, the more I wanted.

But something’s wrong, and Iris won’t talk.
I’m beginning to think I’m being played.
Yet I can’t shake the memory of her, the taste of her.
She’s what I want…and I’m not taking no for an answer.