Sevika sat still, arm wrapped around your waist and hand on your thigh as she carefully inspected her cards. Her poker face was flawless, even with you sitting so pretty on her lap. A cigarillo hung from her teeth, rolling it around with her tongue as she thought for a moment before placing down a set of cards with the men she was playing against, groaning in annoyance. She smirked as they all slapped their cards on the table, revealing she’d won.

"Better luck next time." She sneered as you flicked her lighter on and lit her cigar.