Filed to story: The Billionaire Alpha’s Contract Lover by Caesar Erickson
She couldn’t argue with Roman, but she could deal with his woman.
“Let’s forget about it. We’re here just to have fun.”
“But sitting here is boring. Why don’t we play a game?”
Hearing the word “game,” everyone became interested.
“What game?”
Khloe took out a few decks of cards and placed them on the table.
“Let’s play a team card game. The losing team must take off one piece of clothing.”
“Interesting.”
Roman was thrilled with the idea, and he agreed right away. And the other men would not resist the temptation either.
Concerned that Griffon might not be used to such activities,
Preston turned his head and glanced at him. “Griffon, they often play like this. If you don’t want to…”
Before he could finish his sentence, Griffon took a card from Khloe. “How do we play?”
Preston was shocked. His cousin had always avoided such places, yet today, just because Roman invited him to meet a woman who looked like Tara, he had agreed to come and was now patiently playing games with them. That was odd.
Khloe didn’t expect Griffon, who was rumored to be uninterested in women, to be so easygoing and willing to play with them. She immediately smiled.
“It’s very simple. Let me explain the rules to you.”
After explaining the rules, Khloe gathered everyone to draw lots and form teams.
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I sat stiffly on the sofa, not sure what to do.
Just as I was hesitating about how to refuse, Khloe seemed to read my mind and spoke up first.
“Everyone has to participate. Ms. Palmer, you’re not going to turn me down in front of everybody, right?”
All eyes turned to me, making me feel uncomfortable. As if not playing would ruin the fun for everybody.
I couldn’t afford to offend anyone here, so I forced myself to participate.
Seeing that I was willing to comply, Khloe didn’t say anything more.
“Let’s draw lots now. Each pair that draws the same number has to switch seals. And no sitting next to each other!”
Khloe put the paper ba lls on the table and paired up those who drew the same number automatically.
There were four players in the first round, and the others would line up. Those who got the numbers 1 or 2 played first.
Unfortunately, I got the number 2.
I raised my eyes to look at the other side. It turned out that Griffon had gotten the number 1, which meant we were in a hostile situation.
Khloe, who had also gotten the number 1, raised her eyebrows at me as if to say, “Wait and see.”
“What about the other 2? Who got it?”
After hesitating momentarily, Preston opened the paper ball in his hand.
He smiled at me and said, “I’m not good at playing cards. I have to count on you.”
I responded with a smile that was uglier than crying.
I was a well-behaved girl who always listened to the orphanage director when I was young, listened to my teachers in school, listened to my boss, and listened to my man in relationsh*ps. Therefore, I had never played card games until now.
When Khloe explained the rules earlier, she spoke so fast that I didn’t remember them at all. And even Preston, who often played such games, seemed clueless about how to play. Was this intentional? I couldn’t help but suspect that Khloe had cheated during the drawing lots.
Khloe fl*pped her fi**gers a few times and handed me the last card. “Ms. Palmer, it’s time to start.”
This new charming voice of hers made me feel uneasy.
My heart raced as I realized that if I lost a game, I would have to take off my dress completely-it was the only thing I wore. It felt like being stripped nak ed in front of everyone like a pros titute. Khloe was using the game to vent her anger on me after Roman had insulted her.
I knew what was happening, but the cards in my hand were terrible. In addition, coupled with Preston’s sloppy play, I was getting anxious and starting to sweat. However, Griffon remained stubborn and refused to back down. Even if I played the smallest card, he would use the much bigger number to beat me.
Frustration boiled inside of me, turning my face blue. Seeing this, Roman quickly put me on his lap and comforted me. “Don’t worry, I’ll teach you.”
I was so focused on the cards that I didn’t notice that I was already sitting on Roman’s lap. I turned around and asked Roman, “How can I do this?”
Roman took the cards in my hand, quickly made up a set of numbers, and put them out.
When Khloe saw this, she rolled her eyes unhappily. “Beta Starke, you’re cheating.”
Roman raised his eyebrows. “Just tell me if you can beat this.”
Khloe snorted, put away her cards, and leaned against the sofa.
When I saw Khloe like this, I knew the cards she held couldn’t defeat me.
At this moment, her tightly furrowed brows slightly relaxed.
I was happy and looked back at Roman with a smile.
Roman grinned and k**sed me again.
The cold touch instantly brought me back to reality. Only then did I realize I was sitting on Roman’s lap.
I struggled to push him away, but Roman was reluctant to let go. “If you move again, I’ll have se x with you right here, right now!”
I was too scared to move anymore. I turned around with a pale face, and my gaze again met Griffon’s.
As I looked back at Griffon, I noticed the corners of his eyes were now scarlet, and the bloodthirsty chill of his wolf emanated from him, causing me to tremble.
Was he…?
He played a pair of kings and beat me, followed by several bombs, not giving me any chance to fight back.
So much for that thought.
My exp**ssion darkened as I realized he had finished playing all his cards.
Khloe said excitedly, “I only have the last set of cards left.”
Afterward, she threw a few cards on the table and raised her eyebrows at Preston and me.
“You lost. According to the rules, both of you have to take off one piece of clothing.”
Preston smiled helplessly, put down the unfinished cards in his hand, and took off his jacket.
Only then did Khloe turn to look at me. “Ms. Palmer, Preston has already taken off his clothes. It’s your turn now.”
My exp**ssion froze.
Preston was wearing a suit, so he could take off his jacket and still have a whi te shirt on, but if I took off a piece of clothing, I would be left with nothing on.
I lifted my gaze to the crowd. Everyone’s eyes were on me expectantly, and I felt like a rabbit surrounded by wolves.
Which…I essentially was. Minus Khloe.
Even Roman stared at me, waiting for me to take off my dress.
I knew that complying with their demand would mean sacrificing my dignity, but resisting would only make it harder for me to leave this private room. I felt trapped and helpless, my fists clenched with frustration.
But I was about to d ie in a few months. Why would I still clutch onto my dignity and reputation?
Just as I was about to give in and start unzipping my dress, Preston’s voice interrupted the tense silence.
“It’s because I don’t know how to play cards and got Ms. Palmer into trouble. I’ll take off anoth er article of clothes for her.”
Preston removed his wh te shirt, revealing his strong, defined abs.
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