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At the last drop, the sound of loud voices and laughter echoed off the walls, mixed with the clinking of glasses and the sound of chips sliding across the table. In the darkest corner of the bar, a betting table was surrounded by a small crowd. In the center of it, Sevika was holding the cards in her hand, her piercing gaze analyzing the other players. She held a cigar between her fingers, the smell of smoke mixing with the aroma of alcohol that permeated the place.

You were sitting comfortably on her lap, Sevika didn't seem willing to tolerate anyone who dared to look for longer than necessary.

Despite the chaos around you, you were calm, with your arms resting around her neck and your chin resting lightly on her shoulder.

– "Are you going to bet or are you going to keep stalling?" – Sevika teased one of the players, her tone full of impatience. She brought the cigar to her lips, taking a drag while keeping the cards close to her chest.

– "Relax, Sevika, I'm just evaluating my chances." – the man replied, but clearly nervous. His chips were already scarce, and her presence was intimidating enough without you there to increase his aura of power.

You smiled softly, a gesture that only Sevika noticed, as she was close enough to feel your breath on her neck. – "It's too easy for you, love." – you whispered softly, your voice full of amusement. –

She arched an eyebrow, giving you a quick glance before turning her attention back to the table. – "Do you think I'm not playing seriously?" – there was a small smile on the corner of her lips, something rare to see.

One of the men at the table, probably drunk or too brave, glanced at you and commented. – "Is she your good luck, Sevika? Or is she just here to distract us?" –

Sevika's smile disappeared, replaced by an icy glare that made the man shrink back in his chair. – "Watch what you say. She's none of your business." –