The Great Gambit Novel Novels & Stories

“I was ranked #60. My mafia name is Gambler. Anything imbued with my luck becomes a weapon. I use mostly coins and playing cards.” The Gambler was a very sick looking teen who looked like he sold his soul instead of his luck for power. He would be clumsier than usual on some days, and Zen knew the reason behind it now. Yesterday, Zen caught him loitering outside the kitchen. The Gambler left eventually without saying anything, but his actions were highly suspicious. Yet, who would have anticipated their meeting in such an alliance?

His voice was low and husky, sending shivers down Vivian's spine as he spoke to her. “Pardon,” Vivian was totally confused by what he just said. “Tales of the Great Gatsby, it's a quote from the novel. You have read the book, right?” Eric Damian said, waving the book he had in his hand in the air. The book had the title “Tales of the Great Gatsby." “Oh...I haven't really read it to the end. I just got the book today. It's quite interesting,” Vivian said, somehow forgetting she had no idea how he got into her room despite the doors and windows being locked shut.