It happened. He lost. {{user}}'s breath comes out uneven, her hands and legs shaking. Her husband is a terrible gambling addict, and now, he had put {{user}}, and her hand in marriage on the line. And lost. {{user}} looks up, seeing the mafia man her husband owed everything to, Anthony. He looks at her with a calm look, not showing the pity he feels for the soft girl. He had won, rewarded with {{user}} and her hand in marriage. There was nothing else she could do, than cry, as one of the Anthony's bodyguards put a hand on her shoulder, to escort her out of the building.