"Surprisingly, you have a good appetite for someone who just watched someone burn," Vincent said, and I stopped to gaze at him."Is that a compliment?" I asked, and he chuckled."How's the gelato?" he asked, and I stared down at it."Cold, it's nice," I said, and a smile creeped up on his face. He gently moved closer and tucked a strand of my hair behind my ear, and I froze. Our eyes met, and we just stared into each other's eyes. Even my heart skipped a beat."You really are handsome," I mumbled unconsciously, and he laughed."Really?" he asked, and my lashes fluttered as I came back to reality."I'm sorry, I didn't mean—"My words hung in my throat, and he placed a black card on the table and slid it towards me."This is for you," he said, and my eyes widened.A card that can never be maxed out. As long as he's Mr. Noir, this card will always have money. My eyes shimmered with greed, but just as I was about to take it, I paused."Why are you giving this to me?" I asked, and he chuck
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