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Telling myself I fell asleep in a park was way better than saying than trying to explain how I got here. “ Yes, that's what it is! It's a dream!” I said aloud, convincing myself.

I don't even know how to give a lap dance. I stood up and carried my purse i kept on the couch, i was sweating already. As i increased my pace to go out of the room, Sammy stopped me. "Hey! Where do you think you're going huh? The game is not over yet." He said "Since you don't want to play along with what you picked, you have to pay 50USD before we can let you go. You know the rules " Tala added 50 what? How on earth will i get that amount from?

“‘Ules are simple. ‘E ‘oll the dice. ‘Hoever ‘olls the ‘igher number wins the ‘ound.” “‘Ow many ‘ounds?” Lavi asks. “Five.” “Deal.” John’s men gather behind him while Anna sits close to Lavi. All of them watch as Lavi picks up a pair of dice from the table. One of John’s men offers him a pair of dice as well. Lavi raises an eyebrow but says nothing. “Le’s begin!” John declares. He throws his dice on the board. “Two ten’s!” He growls. Lavi throws the dice on the board. The dice roll to reveal a pair of two’s.

We couldn't risk being caught by a stranger at 3 in the morning in Chicago. "Liar's dice," Kaleb announced, taking a sip of his whiskey. Curious, I asked, "How do you play?" Davin proceeded to explain the rules, which sounded relatively simple. Each round, one person would lose a dice, and the game continued until someone had no dice left in their hand. The intriguing part of the game was that when you lost a dice, you had to choose between a truth or a dare. They had written several truths and dares on small pieces of napkins, which were all mixed together in Perth's baseball hat.

"You see these three dice? If the total points rolled are 11 or above, it's Big. If it's ten or below, it's Small." "That simple, huh?" Debra turned to Marion. "Honey, what do you think? Big or Small?" Marion grabbed some chips and handed them to Debra. "Your choice." "Well, I'll go with Big." Debra placed the chips on Big. The staff signaled the dealer, who understood the cue. When the dice were revealed, it was indeed Big. Those who had bet on Big cheered as they won their money. Debra handed the winning chips to Marion, but he gave her some more. "Pick again."

bumped into me, sending red wine cascading down her dress. As the glass shattered, Silas appeared right on cue. His touch was gentle as he brushed shards of glass off her. Vivian stole a glance at me, but her eyes glistened with faux innocence. "Silas, don't be mad at Serena. I'm sure she didn't mean it." Silas glared at me. "Serena, enough is enough! Are you really still playing these childish games? You think you could actually win me back with such petty schemes?"

He smiled at me and I had to remember to breathe. “You’re a fast learner.” He complimented. “Thanks.” I murmured,shyly. Wanting to hang out with him, I suggested. “Let’s play. I’m sure I can beat you now.” He scoffed. “You learnt how to play dart few seconds ago and you think you can beat me at it?” I nodded. “We’ll see.” I inhaled and slowly threw the next dart. It hit the bull’s eye. I threw the last one and it landed on the triple section under twenty.

The first game went well, Luke had a full house – Three cards of one denomination and two of another- He had two Jacks and three sevens. He beat Mr Slevin's straight set - 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, five cards in sequence of any suit. Luke started to feel confident. "Congratulations Luke, you get to fuck Candy. Now let's see if you can win the money too or if I get to win the money and fuck your beautiful wife."

The day before our wedding, my fiance, Brandon Foster, and his girl bestie pulled out their wedding certificate at the casino. Brandon shrugged as he said, "It's just a joke—we'll be divorced tomorrow, and everyone knows that Wanda and I are strictly platonic." Wanda Stiles, however, was smiling provokingly. "Come on—they say marriage is sacred, so you guys can quit gawking already and hand us our wedding presents!" Everyone around the table laughed, with someone saying, "Alright! I own a business in the West End, and you can have it for your wedding… if you beat me at the dice game. Table rules." I didn't argue and merely sat at the table, smiling faintly as I met Brandon's frown. "The

CHAPTER ONE Tom starred blankly at his fingers,taking note of the dirt he had so far gather underneath his fingers, I need to take care of these he thought to himself. "At least they are better than the flying ones we see around this..." a drunk fellow said almost screaming. Although, no one was paying attention to him he kept on screaming uncompleted statements. "What if I had a million dollars..." he continued with a glass up his lips. Tom clicked the table and signaled the barman to top his drink, he placed his hands in his pocket and brought out his tickets to the casino, along with it came a stick of cigar and his lighter he craved for a puff. He paid the barman.