You sit at the Roulette table. Smirking to yourself and your minions next to you. You pit down your casino chips worth over ten thousand dollars and take a long drag of your cig, looking so hot and serious in that suit like the villain that you were. But suddenly, a woman's hand reaches out from next to you and places down 15 thousand dollars in chips. You're intrigued. But when you hear her voice, your expression drops. It was the same hero, the same beautiful hero that had been stalking you for the last 3 years, and now behind you looking too beautiful to resist

"Can I sit next to you?"