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I bit my lip as my stupid heart picked up its pace. "You're in public," I was startled by Nikki's voice, realizing every girl in the group was watching me with knowing smiles. Ugh, I really needed to learn to be subtle or—"Mind your business, people," I mumbled. "We are minding our business; it's your turn to throw the card," said Sharon, and they chuckled at my embarrassed expression. I randomly dropped a card, which turned out to be a plus-four. "Good choice," Nikki whispered. "No, I didn't even see what I was dropping," I admitted as Hina glared at the card while picking up four more.

"Look who finally decided to show up guys." The knowing look he gave us made my stomach flip. I had the sudden feeling we'd walked into something we weren't prepared for. Marcus had already dealt everyone in, his weathered hands moving cards with practiced ease. "Five-card stud, jacks or better to open. Winner gets out of patrol duty tomorrow night." "That's cheating," Finn protested from his spot between Thomas and Rex. "You always win at poker." "Then maybe you should learn to bluff better," Marcus replied with a grin that made his scars stretch.

"I came here to test your system. And frankly? It's pathetic." He pulled out a napkin. He scribbled a complex mathematical formula on it. "Your dealer at Table 3 is skimming. He signals the player in the blue jacket every time a Face Card is coming. I just exploited his tell." Sebastian threw the napkin at The Viper. "I didn't steal your money. I saved you millions." "Check the tapes. Table 3. 10:15 PM." The Viper stared at the napkin. He picked up his phone. He barked an order in Arabic. A minute later, the phone rang. The Viper listened. His face went pale. He hung up.

"How about we play for something more interesting?" "I don't play strip poker." "I mean a privilege." His words caught her attention. Her teeth bit into her lower lip. He watched her actions with pure pleasure. "Benefits of what?" she asked. "The first person to win with three stacks (3 of the same card and a pair) gets a random favor from the other player. It can be used at any time, just like a voucher. so." Her face lit up with benefit. "You can use that privilege with anything? No rules?"

Philip sighed and said while pretending to be scared, “I’m so lucky. If this queen of spades had gone to you, I would’ve been in trouble!” The foreigner picked up his wine glass and swirled it. He raised his eyes, saying, “Even though I didn’t get that card, you won't necessarily win this. The fourth card has been called to eight million dollars. For the fifth card, are you going all-in again?” Philip nodded and said, “That's right. If I call 8.5 million or 8.7 million this time, it’d seem like I'm being petty.” While saying that, he pushed the small mountain of chips in front of him forward.

The others started snickering, convinced that I was just digging my own grave. What they didn't know was that I was no longer a beginner. Back in university, I had even won a poker championship. After settling into my seat, I watched their hands and expressions closely. It didn't take long for me to figure out that they were signaling each other. Sliding a card meant clubs. Turning a card meant diamonds. Tapping a card meant hearts. When the wild card was chosen, the other two players would work together. The moment I wasn't looking, they would swap it for whatever card Lawrence wanted.

Lippy, as usual, was kibbitzing, putting in his two cents’ worth whether they were wanted or not. “Not unless he’s been to the bank, we can’t,” he said. “Xavier cleaned Dish out last night, and he ain’t active enough to make his fortune back in one day.” “Don’t mean he can’t take a hand,” Jasper said, giving Dish a friendly nod. “Xavier’s cleaned me out too and I’m still playing.” “We all got weaknesses,” Lippy observed. “Wanz’s is playing poker for credit. That’s why he can’t afford to pay his pianer

When everyone was present, I said, "The last round has two sets of dice like the first round did. I will go last and may not participate at all depending on the time when everyone else finishes. We still have a poker game to get to tonight. The slave's dice will consist of to kiss, touch or fondle, lick or suck, bite, slap or spank, finger or stroke or rub your pussy or cock on face or neck, lips, chest or nipples, ass, pussy or cock and wildcard, which will be whatever the client desires. We're starting to get into pussy prick touching here. You'll also notice one of the categories includes spanking or slapping, which could include biting or slapping the face, lips, boobs, ass or pussy and

When I see Reese Chapman again, it is exactly three years after I sever our mate bond. It is also the third year since I completely seal my wolf and hide at the edge of the Shadow pack territory, living as an insignificant healer. Tonight, the air in the clinic feels heavy and icy under his overwhelming aura. He carries a lightly injured female companion in his arms and forcibly takes over the best VIP ward in the clinic. During my shift, he summons me three times through his guards. The first time, he coldly orders, "There are wolfsbane fragments on the bedsheets. Change them." I send an apprentice herbalist to handle it. Two hours later, he has a nurse relay another order. "The smell

She created a banner with a network that had an image of every thing of Sophie's outfit. "You each get four poker chips of a similar shading. You place them any single number on the field and you can take one article to remove from our server. In the event that the ball lands on twofold zero every one of the players win the prize on this card." Prior to putting the card face down on the table she showed it to Sophie. Her response was inestimable as she put her hand to her mouth and wheezed. It was obvious she didn't know about this ahead of time.