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The Bet (The Female Version of Christian Grey)

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L Hotels and Casino is my kingdom, and this is where I have all of my fun, but guess what? Girls aren't invited to join in the fun. Cards, numbers, money, and alcohol are all enjoyable and thrilling to me. I enjoy girls, but I'm not the kind to fall in love with someone I met at the casino, because I've encountered people who come here for a little respite from their daily life, hoping to escape reality. I'm well aware of this because I've heard enough of their stories when they try to obtain information about me, but I've never provided any. All I do is listen to what they have to say. Plus, I'm not sure they'll understand my sexual preferences. "Ma'am, you're out of chips; I'm sorry; may I know your name?" I inquired. "You're talking to me?" she said, which I find strange but entertaining at the same time. "Yeah, I'm talking to you," I said, "do you still want to bet?" "Of course!" she said, pulling out a thousand dollars and slamming it on the table. My brows furrowed. She seemed to be attempting to impress everyone with her wealth. I simply nodded and exchanged her cash for chips. "Girl, you're already wasted; go home!" exclaimed another player on the right. "No, you go home; I'm still having fun here," she snapped at the girl, and I find her attitude hilarious. Any person would appreciate this brunette’s beauty. Her fluffy cheeks and alluring cat-like eyes were enticing enough to make me hesitate a little. Wait. Did I just use the word alluring? I simply ignored my thoughts and continued to watch her. Her clothing is sultry on her, and I can tell she isn't your average woman. Her long hair was precisely ponytailed, and she was wearing Chanel earrings. I find her threatening in a manner when I observe her more closely, yet this does not cause me to be concerned. Yes, of course. I'm Khali Luciano, and no one bothers me. Her lips were curled in displeasure at the girl who kept telling her to go home. Cute. I began laying the cards on the table, and she got 11. I have 10. I put another card horizontally when she motioned to double down. The card is 9 of hearts, so she got a total of 20. I was about to flip my card when she raised her hand, so I came to a halt. She challenged me, "Wanna bet? If that card is a low-value card, you'll be mine." My brows wrinkled in dissatisfaction. I thought she'd be different than the other girls, but I was mistaken. "Hey, bitch! That's not fair! Khali is mine", Mich shouted. "Excuse me? She's never yours!" Another girl exclaimed. Security was on the lookout and had been briefed on the situation, but I told them to wait. "Girls, calm down, please. Calm down", I told them. The insults went on, and I'm glad they all stopped after I told them to. I returned my gaze to the young woman with feline-like eyes. Those eyes were hypnotic, but I'm not going to fall for it. "I'm sorry, ma'am, but we only bet chips here," I explained, but she raised her hand again, leading me to stop turning the card. "How about if the card is a high-valued card, I'll give you a million dollars in cash," everyone gasped, but I wasn't impressed in the least. I sighed and considered accepting her offer, but I'd like to tweak the mechanics. She appears to be completely wasted, which I may utilize to my advantage. I'm confident that I can persuade her. "How about you beat me in three rounds and see what happens," I grinned. She took a moment to consider her options. I was hoping she would take me up on my offer. There's a slim chance I'll win this round and even fewer odds that this card will be high-valued. "Nah! Let's keep it simple: if I win this round, you're mine," she said again. I inwardly pursed my lips and slowly sucked in some air before violently exhaling. Fuck! My card is 10. I'll consider myself lucky if I get an A or a low-value card, and then I'll just keep hitting until I reach 21. But if I do that, there's a high risk I'll get busted. I can't put my reputation on the line with this wager.

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