Looks like the tables have turned — Harley’s got Anita right where she wants her.
Tied up, stripped down, and completely ‘disarmed’… or so she thinks.
Harley’s grinning from ear to ear, ready to play her little games — the kind where only she knows the rules. But that cocky sparkle in her eye might fade real soon, once she realizes that shiny little bracelet isn’t just some spacey bling… it’s something far more alive.
And Anita? Oh, she’s just waiting for the right moment to let the joke turn on her.