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Then stopped as if remembering something. " But if he's called off the bet, how the hell are we going to know if he really has feelings for you?" She asked. I pondered on it for a while and thats when I smirked. " Just because a player quits doesn't mean the game's over." I said and stared ahead. Ariana watched me keenly. " And what do you have in mind?" She asked menacingly. I chuckled. " Its a game right?" " Right." " Then we keep on playing...." I said and glanced at her. She grinned wildly and hugged me tightly.

I could not believe the arrogant Dave was about to play the game too. Tala shrugged of the thought of Dave embarrassing her as she joined us. I sat quietly... I was suppose to leave, what am I still doing here? "You! Tala pointed at me..is your turn." And i swear, my heart skipped. I looked at Kelly immediately and she nodded at me. Oh heavens! Help me not to fall into the wrong number. With a shaking hand, I picked one of the paper after Tala explained the game a little to the "C boys". It was 7 papers that were yet to be picked after i took mine.

You can do this! ***** Ed_Dianthe | Ms. Ed

"Natalie, why don't I give the necklace back to you? I shouldn't have accepted it in the first place." The moment her hand touched the necklace, Hunter spoke. "Keep it." Then, he turned to me and stressed, "Whoever drew it got it." I chuckled softly. The private room fell silent for a moment, and Hunter's gaze grew colder. Gabriel frowned and said, "Natalie, it was just a game. Did you really have to make an issue out of it?" Then, he stepped in front of Tiffany. His voice remained gentle, but to me, it felt like a knife pressing against my throat.

"There are wanted posters all over the city. How long do you think you can hide?" Corbin blinked, then pulled a small bottle from his pocket and waved it in front of me. "That's exactly why we have to move fast." The liquid inside was clear. My stomach plummeted. "What are you doing?" His smile widened, and the madness behind it was no longer something he could contain. "Gage, have you ever wondered what acid feels like on your face?" My eyes went wide. I shot to my feet and tried to back away, but he was faster. He twisted the cap off and flung the contents at me. In that split second, someone came hurtling out of nowhere and yanked me clear.

He turned and ran toward the surf, a one-armed monster charging a fleet. I looked at the ring. I looked at my white-furred son on the cliff. The blue light on the signet ring turned red. UPLOAD COMMENCING... 1% A new message appeared on the inside of the band, etched in glowing letters. Welcome to Version 3.0, Bianca. The game has just begun.

I hiss at her. I fling her away from me, refusing to move, even though I know that she’ll be up and at me in a matter of seconds. Never back down from an enemy. It’s what I learned at the side of the Red One. And so I won’t back down, even in the face of a torturess of Hell. Predictably, the second that I release Megeara, she’s up and streaking towards me with a clawed hand. “ENOUGH!”

***** [1] A mouthful of rice = just some metaphor or figurative speech [2] Black money = money earned illegally

For a brief moment, a flicker of something crossed his eyes, but his face remained as calm and unreadable as ever, showing no signs of desire or need. Raising his glass to mine, he said, "Leah, I'm indebted to you in this life. I'll repay you in the next." I stared at him, not saying a word. "How can you be sure that I'll still love you in the next life?" He forced a smile, awkwardly tugging at the corners of his mouth. "Sorry, I was being greedy," he admitted. I lifted my chin with pride. "A woman as good as me? You don't deserve me."