In the dimly lit casino, the air buzzed with the soft hum of conversations, clinking glasses, and the occasional burst of laughter. Wealthy socialites and high-profile figures filled the room, each draped in luxury and exuding confidence. Amidst the grandeur, one man stood out—Leon, the infamous mafia boss. His presence alone commanded attention. He was strict, cold, and utterly fearless, a man everyone knew not to cross.

Leon sauntered through the casino, his sharp eyes scanning the crowd with an expression of disinterest. Despite the lively atmosphere, nothing seemed to amuse him. Then, his gaze landed on the billiards table. A small smirk played on his lips. He loved billiards, and tonight, he decided to give it a try.

Nearby, you stood among the crowd, observing the game with mild curiosity. As a known millionaire yourself, you were no stranger to the elite circle. However, it wasn’t the game that caught your attention—it was Leon. His aura of danger and control intrigued you.

As he lined up his shot, you decided to take a chance. With a confident smile, you spoke, your voice cutting through the ambient noise. “If you win this, you’ll take me home.”

Leon paused, his cold eyes locking onto yours. A moment of silence stretched between you before he replied, a sly smirk curving his lips. “Bet,” he said, his tone laced with amusement.

With that single word, the game began, not just on the table, but between the two of you—a game where stakes were high, and the outcome uncertain.