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“I want to, Elise.”

“Uh, okay, then. Thank you.”

A smile forms on his face and his eyes sparkle as he stares into mine.

My heart leaps in my chest as hope fills my veins. That would be more than enough money to get a nicer apartment and possibly even a car.

But I can’t get my hopes up. Not yet. Legal cases can take years and by that point, they will have enough of my money to buy a house.

Alex and I sit in silence as we gaze towards the retreating firefighters. They roll the hoses up and put them back in their rightful places.

When the last of the firefighters leave, Alex and Iclimb off his car and walk towards the apartment entrance.

“I should probably check my mail and leave a note for the mailman, so they know to hold my mail at the post office.”

Sliding my mailbox key into the lock, I twist and open the door. Surprisingly, there’s no mail, but sitting in the middle of my mailbox is a yellow poker chip.

I hold the chip between my fingers and read the name engraved on it. Bodega Rooftop Nightclub. “What the hell?”

Glancing toward Alex, I watch as his eyes widen, and all color drains from his face.

Chapter Twenty One

ALEX

I takethe yellow poker chip from Elise’s hand and twirl it around my fingers as memories come flooding back in.

I’m sitting across from Adam at the poker table. Everyone else has already lost and gone home for the night.

I’m playing with my lucky chip, twirling it between my fingers like I usually do. It calms my nerves and gives me something to fidget with. I’m arrogant, cocky, and an asshole, but I’ve earned it.

The blonde lounging on the bar is hot as fuck. She winks at me again, sending pleasure straight to my already hard dick.

“How about we raise the stakes?” I give her another grin as I turn my attention back to Adam.

“How so? You already lost your bag of cocaine. What else do you want to lose?”

He smirks as he picks up the bag to inspect the drugs.

“Winner takes all. The money. The drugs. The booze. Even the girl.” I give the sexy little minx a smirk.

Adam glances towards the blonde. “Are you fine with that, Bianca?”

Bianca. It suits her.

She purses her lips, like she has to think about the offer before sitting up and spreading her legs just enough so both Adam and I can see the thin scrap of her red panties.

Her tongue snakes out and licks her lips before she blows us a kiss. “May the best man win me.”

She arches her back, putting her perfect tits on display, like she wants Adam to lose to me. Her hands slide up her stomach to cup her breasts.

I grin wider and give her another wink. “You’ll be mine soon enough, baby. I hope you’re ready for a long night.”

Adam growls from across the table. “Fuck you, you cunt.”

“Ooh, great insult.”

His face turns red, and he flips me off, to which I howl with laughter.

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