Gambling is my guilty pleasure.

Luckily I own the casino so my credit never runs dry.

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It’s not enough.

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I’m a thrill seeker. I crave delicious depravity and control over women who are backed into a corner with nowhere to run.

To offer them a choice that always works in my favor. To watch their defiance crumble on top of my silk sheets as I ruin their souls for any other man.

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Then she fell into my web.

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Soft, cute and broken.

She dazzled me across the table just before she lost everything.

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She was the perfect prey to hunt.

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I made her an offer she would be fool to refuse.

She offered me a valuable lesson.

That sometimes the tables turn and the hunter becomes the prey.

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A deliciously dark mafia short story where what happens in Vegas ends in Vegas.