A Queen Never Gambles. She Deals
“So? What’ll it be, Selene? Show your cards? Or let me help you win the videos back?”
I leaned back, smiling faintly. “I don’t need a stupid bitch to help me.”
The gasps around the room were immediate.
The dealer moved toward me, his gloved hands revealing four of my cards—hearts ten, jack, queen, king.
Matching Elara’s.
The room buzzed.
“What the hell? The same hand?”
“Is this some kind of joke? A tie?”
Even Elara’s face slipped. She glanced at Thorne again, uncertain. “No worries,” he said quickly, too quickly. “We’ll just go another round.”
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