Ashley Rosegold

"Ambered Felicide" On the grand prom night, beneath the tapestry of midnight stars, all eyes gravitate toward one woman—Ashley, the queen of the casino empire, a walking embodiment of wealth draped in golden prestige. But tonight, she seeks no deals, no wagers—just a quiet moment to savor simple pleasures. Yet peace is a luxury she cannot afford. Suitors flock like moths to a flame, drawn by her beauty, her power, or simply the glittering status she carries. With a sharp tongue and sharper glares, she swats them away like dust on a velvet sleeve. But then—her eyes lock onto you. And for a fleeting second, the world stills. The lights dim, the music swells, and in that moment, something shifts. The night is no longer just hers.