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21. Stripped Bare
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2025-06-07 08:01:41At the final round, laughter died.
Postures straightened.Even Brayden, who’d been leaning back in his seat half-drunk and cocky all night, suddenly sobered like someone had slapped the arrogance clean off him.Dominic’s fingers stopped drumming. Isaac leaned forward, eyes narrowing at the cards as if willing them to behave. While Sebastian and Hunter kept their eyes on the card, afraid if one blink of an eye made them lose.At first, it looked like Dominic was going to lose. His expression faltered. Then, Isaac’s jaw clenched, as if he was swallowing glass.Of all people, Brayden’s arrogance crept in. “Guess the old dogs are finally folding.”So much for getting sober minutes ago, I thought.But Misha just watched him.Then came the reveal. Cards slapped down, one by one.Dominic, flush. Isaac, three of a kind. Hunter, nothing worth blinking at. Sebastian, straight. He exhaled like he'd just escaped
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As Misha and I turned to leave the private lounge, the security guard stopped us. “I’m afraid you can’t leave yet, sir.”“Excuse me?”“The casino owner would like a word. He asked to meet you personally.”Misha’s head tilted ever so slightly, feigning ignorance with the kind of effortless grace that made my skin crawl. “And may I ask what for?”The thick-necked guard’s expression didn’t change, but his tone became polite, maybe even impressed. “He’d like to congratulate you, sir. For your exceptional win streak and the wonderful performance.”I frowned. Performance?“No! No—” Brayden shrieked from the corner. “This is a private lounge! No one else is supposed to see me like this!”He was still crouched low, arms wrapped tight around his bare body, as if shame alone could shield him from the world. His face was flushed deep red, blotchy with panic, shame, and outrage.“Brayden, please,” Dominic muttered, dragging
Accidentally Kidnapped the Warlord and Became His Wife 21. Stripped Bare
At the final round, laughter died. Postures straightened. Even Brayden, who’d been leaning back in his seat half-drunk and cocky all night, suddenly sobered like someone had slapped the arrogance clean off him.Dominic’s fingers stopped drumming. Isaac leaned forward, eyes narrowing at the cards as if willing them to behave. While Sebastian and Hunter kept their eyes on the card, afraid if one blink of an eye made them lose.At first, it looked like Dominic was going to lose. His expression faltered. Then, Isaac’s jaw clenched, as if he was swallowing glass.Of all people, Brayden’s arrogance crept in. “Guess the old dogs are finally folding.”So much for getting sober minutes ago, I thought.But Misha just watched him.Then came the reveal. Cards slapped down, one by one.Dominic, flush. Isaac, three of a kind. Hunter, nothing worth blinking at. Sebastian, straight. He exhaled like he'd just escaped
Accidentally Kidnapped the Warlord and Became His Wife 20. All In or Nothing
“I’m out.”“You still have something left,” Misha said, tilting his head toward the others. “Don’t you, Brayden?”Dominic scoffed, tossing in another chip. “If this is about pride, we’ll keep playing. But don’t think we’re betting our whole net worth just because you’ve got a lucky streak.”“I’m not asking you to bet your net worth.” Misha finally looked up. The crooked grin returned, sharp as the scar on his face. “I’m daring you to.”The table went silent.Seconds later, Hunter muttered, “What the hell kind of game are you playing?”“The kind where cowards lose more than just money.” Misha leaned back in his seat, arm draped lazily across my chair again, his voice cool and calm. “We have a deal.”They bristled.And so… they played.Forget money, it was all about shame.To fold now meant cowardice. To leave meant humiliation. And none of them, despite their generational wealth and loud bravado
Accidentally Kidnapped the Warlord and Became His Wife 19. No Luck at This Table
Misha's crooked grin returned like a harbinger of destruction as he stared at each of Sebastian's friends. “When I’m done with you, you’ll be praying you only lost your woman.”So, I turned to Misha with a clear intention of refusing it. “You don't get to do this, I’m not your–”“Angel.”I hated it when he called me that.Misha's starless dark eyes seemed to gleam somehow. “Let’s dry their trust funds and inheritance out.”And just like that. Everything had been settled before I even got any say in this. We stepped into the private poker lounge that Sebastian's friends booked. Misha’s hand rested lightly on my lower back, steering me toward the table like this was all routine. Maybe it was for him, I didn't know.Sebastian hesitated at the entrance.He didn’t say anything, but his reluctance was obvious in the way his steps slowed, in the stiffness of his shoulders. He didn’t want me here among them.
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"...Lorry?”The name was said too softly, too hesitantly, like the speaker already regretted saying it. But I knew that familiar voice too well.I turned, my stomach coiling tight, and saw him.Sebastian, my brother.Or… half-brother.That word still scraped against the walls of my mind like broken glass. Vincent Vescari. The name Misha had said with grave finality this morning. Not Zachary Redmond. Not the man I called father my whole life.Sebastian wore a navy suit, and his hair was neatly parted at the side. His drink was untouched, fingers clutched tight around the glass like it was the only thing keeping him from falling apart.And those tired, familiar eyes widened as they met mine.For a split second, the urge to hug him was nearly overwhelming. He had always been the one who shielded me when Father’s moods got sharp, who shared secret snacks under the old piano bench, who stayed up with me when I had ni
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I didn’t expect that reaction. His jaw had actually slackened. Misha Ashford, the legendary warlord, the elusive billionaire, was stunned speechless by me.A shiver of horror chased up my spine as my own gaze dipped lower to the impossible proof of how much I affected him. And then something else crept in behind the embarrassment.Power.Something I almost didn't recognise. Not after Ezra's betrayal with Meredith. Not after Misha revealed that the man I always knew to be my father was not even mine to begin with.I shifted just slightly, crossing my legs the other way, and the thigh-high slit of the dress responded like a secret weapon, sliding higher. His gaze followed it like a man possessed. That was the moment I realized I didn’t want to obey him. Not tonight. Maybe not ever again.“Get off of the car,” Misha’s voice was low and jagged as broken glass.I cocked a brow. “Or what?”His eyes burned d
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