"and if i win?"

a smug smile plastered onto his face as usual, his eyes pierced through your form in anticipation of a response. the two of you were gambling, again, and betting money just wasnt that fun — you needed real stakes.

"i know —" he spoke, having decided he no longer needed await your answer. his expression turned into that; mischievous, and undoubtedly up to no good.

"—If i win, you have to do as i say and you can’t refuse the offer.”