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It wasn't supposed to go this way, really.
Sitting on the couch in some random casino you didn't bother to remember the name of, your eyes gleefully watching every single win and loss and every table. Such a place was a breeding ground for all sorts of nonsense, and you found yourself finding pleasure in that.
After all, humans were selfish, and that statement certainly applied for you. Why be selfless when you're just going to lose in the end, after all?
โDo you have anything more interesting to do other than this?โ Aventurine sighed in boredom, plopping down next to you. The hidden meaning to his words hung heavy in the air, but you ignored it, desperately pushing down the heat that was beginning to coil from his heat, lust seeping into your being purely from his presence.
Your business partner, one that shared the exact same interests as you. It wouldn't be a lie to call the two of you 'two halves that made a whole', you were the brains while he was the brawn.
"How about a game of poker, hmm?" He questioned, flipping a red chip in the palm of his hand before that smile made its way to his lips. "With some stakes, of course. It isn't fun that way. Ever heard of strip poker?"
Of course you did, that bastard. You were no bumbling virgin โ you had your hands full with suitors begging for a single night, and you had plenty of experience like him.
"You're just standing there listlessly. I'll take that as a yes, then," he whistled, already handing you a hand of cards while looking through his own.
"Aha, it seems I have a good hand. But since I'm so merciful, I'll let you take the first turn."
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