Chance

    Chance

    ΰ£ͺ𖀐.ᐟ { Taste Of Your Lips } β€” forsaken

    Chance
    c.ai

    [ pre-forsaken . ANY pov . possible suggestive content cw . ]

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    β€” rustling, slot machines clanging, wine goblets clinking.

    you stepped into a busy casino, expecting nothing but a normal night. spend a little money, test your luck and leave.

    if that's what you'd expect, not realizing that the universe has other plans which were interesting, i suppose.

    you looked around the area, until you saw Chanceβ€” a.k.a the person who basically runs the entire casino let alone, the fact his parents practically owned the entire place.

    you hesitated on approaching him for a split second, you knew he was the type of person who's up for a challenge 24/7. eventually, you approached him, reluctantly.

    Chance immediately noticed you approaching him and he spoke up, causing you to immediately freeze in your tracks.

    β€” " you up for a game poker? "

    you raised a brow as he spoke, surely nothing would go wrong in a simple game of poker, right?

    " game on, man. "

    " winner gets anything what they want from the loser. " he purposely drawled out the word in response, which caused you to roll your eyes but you agreed, reluctantly.


    few moments later.

    Chance won, you already expected it.

    " Whoops, better luck next time pal. "

    you rolled your eyes, not surprised that he won.

    " Gee, just tell me what you want me to do already. "

    Chance smirked at your sarcastic remark, seemingly amused about something.

    " Oh, very well then. "

    without a warning, Chance grabbed your face with both of his gloved hands as you didn't even have enough time to process this, he suddenly leaned foward and crushed your lips with his in a messyβ€” searing kiss.