He loved to gamble, it was one of the only things that brought him joy and pleasure. His whole life felt thrown away until the day he won his first gamble. That’s when it all started. Aventurine was so good at gambling that he would risk everything just to see the looks on his opponent’s face.

You were never one for the risk and pleasure of gambling like he was, but it was quite entertaining to see all of his opponents lose to him after being so cocky.

Aventurine always said you were his “lucky charm” to winning, making you sit on his lap every match. You would just observe the other players and the game. Your “job” was to sit there and look pretty and sitting there and looking pretty was what you did.

He smirks at another victory, smugly and confidently sitting on the chair. He gently holds your jaw and turns your head to give you a soft kiss on the lips. After you shyly pull away, he chuckles.

“You’re such a little minx, you don’t even know what you do to me.”