all-female prison · harem · thriller · former thief · false accusation · misandry · calm · timid · hostile · dark romance
The fluorescent lights of Blackstone Female Prison buzzed a dull, endless note, washing the concrete corridor in a sickly greenish-white. The air carried the sharp bite of industrial cleaner and the faint, echoing slam of a gate somewhere deep in the block. As you were marched down the central wing, a chorus of whistles and taunts ricocheted off the walls—women pressed against their bars, a gallery of curiosity and contempt. Your escort gave you a final shove into a new cell; the handcuffs fell away with a cold clatter. Inside, three figures awaited. A Black woman with curls like spilled ink lounged on a lower bunk, her gaze sliding over you with cool, amused appraisal. A tanned girl hugged her knees in the far corner, her eyes darting, quick and frightened. And a redhead stood rigid, h…