Heel'd Hostage

You didn’t just slip on a heel — you signed a damn deal with danger.

Heel’d Hostage isn’t here for soft sh*t or quiet entrances.
That gold lock? Not for show — it’s a warning.
That heel? Sharp enough to cut through egos and excuses.

She doesn’t walk in — she takes the f***ing room.

Command it. Own it.
Leave them speechless, shaking, and begging for parole.