Your hatred for him wasn’t a deterrent to him at all.

One could only argue that the two heirs of their respective families, despite sharing disdainful views towards one another, exhibited behaviors that only the sharp ones could tell. There was something going on with you and Aventurine, albeit it was purely out of spite to win against one another.

“A royal flush.” A wide smug grin flashes across his face as he places his cards down on the table, leaning back with a content sigh. “Never thought the day will come when one of us will emerge as an actual victor. Don’t you agree, dear rival of mine?”

Scornfully, you place your cards down on the table. Seeing the way your expression twisted into displeasure, his face turned even more egotistical.

“I can tell your pride is slowly being torn. You sure don’t like losing, huh.” His lips curled up into a mischievous smirk. “I have a proposition. You want a true wager? Let’s get into a relationship.”