Kristian frowns seeing all the cars in the road.

He was stucked in a traffic jam.

Angrily, he pressed the beep button and irritably dialed his phone.

"I lost him."

"How could you lost him?" Their mother Becky said worriedly.

"There's a traffic jam......"

He frowns.

"Keep searching. I'm sure he will just go to the mall or something."

"In this hour? The mall has already closed." Their father Karl said.

Kristian press his forehead in the steering wheel.

"I'll keep searching."

"Bring your boyfriend. It's dangerous when It's this late." Becky.

"Yes Mom. I'll talk to you later." He pressed the end button.

"Where are you going Kristoff?"

--

"You can't enter."

The bouncer/guard said looking at Kristoff.

He is trying to enter the casino.

Kristoff didn't fight them.

He just called a number and a man wearing a brown suit came with his jolly smile.

"Oh. That brat is with me."

"....." the guards looks at each other then let the kid go

The man pats Kristoff shoulder.

"You really came."

Kristoff looks at the man. He is obviously a foreigner. His skin is as white as his teeth.

His eyes are blue and his hair is blonde.

Slap.

He slaps his hand on his shoulder.

"10%." Kristoff said..

The guy blinks after Kristoff slaps his hand then he grins.

"20%."

Kristoff frowns.

"Fine."

They just met in the internet.

Kristoff is looking for someone who can make him enter the casino.

His payment will be 10% of his esrnings. In case he lost, he will still have to pay 20 thousand.

This guy respond to him.

His ID named Cupid143.

Though he is suspicious.

Kristoff still agreed.

Kristoff looks around.

Even though it's already dark outside, this place is as bright as the sun itself.

Everyone is having fun and drinking and smoking.

There are men and women giggling.

Some are indecently clutched to one another.

Suddenly a man runs beside Kristoff.

He is crying and he is only wearing a polo shirt but no pants.

"Oh~ That's a celebrity right?"

Cupid143 said whistling.

"Nice ass."

Kristoff didn't care so he walks forward.

"Kid, be careful, the owner of this casino likes tender looking man like you. That celebrity should be one of his play thing."

Kristoff looks at Cupid143.

"Chips."

He doesn't really care.

--

"That brat is good. Been losing change but winning bucks."

Andro walks topless while yawning.

His masculine tanned body is eye catching espicially the dragon tattoo on his whole arms and back.

There's also his name on the lower left of his belly button making a fine line before his brief.

His wavy hair is scattered as he just woke up after a vigorous activity.

His male partner even slapped his face because after their intercourse he told him he doesn't want to see him again.

Then the guy run away crying after slapping his face.

He just sleep without caring.

"Oh boss, table 47, that guy is doing great. Win a million already."

Andro's eyes trail to the soft kid sitting like he just got pulled here after being prank.

"Why is a boy inside this casino?"

"He have an investor/backer beside him."

Andro looks at the blonde guy smiling beside the brat.

Andro's clicks his tongue.

"The brat is my type but he already have his partner."

Lost his interest, Andro's take a cigarette and starts smoking.

The two men who is overseeing the boy's game frown.

'We didn't say you assess him as your f*ck buddy.'

They sigh.

Their boss is too powerful.

Men and women are lining up to catch his heart but nobody is yet to succeed what puzzle them is why do they even try?

Cupid143 or Stanley is also known in this casino as a swindler.

He lured young and innocent men here. Then when they lost they borrow money to him.

But what they talk about and what interest he will ask them to pay later is way different.

Sometimes, if his target can't really pay after he already seized all their possession, he will bed them.

This man is the worst.

And all the men he brought here are already been laid once or twice with him.

Of course, Kristoff is the exemption.

"You are so cool Kristoff. Winning so well." Stanley rubs his shoulder.

Slap.

Stanley rubs his hurt hand.

The kids guard is so high up. He can't even squeeze a bit.

But surprisingly, this kid is really good.

He keeps goading him to go all in when his card is bad but he won't listen to him at all and he keeps winning though he lost sometimes, its just some change.

"Brat you are good." A huge man said.

His stomach is also bulging. It's like he is an overdue pregnant woman.

Kristoff ignores him.

Stanley puts his mouth over his ears and whisper as he rubs his body to Kristoff shoulder.

"That guy is a real deal. Be careful."

Kristoff looks at Stanley.

His eyes that is as black as night stares at him intently.

Stanley became excited with that kind of look.

"Don't blow to my ear. It's uncomfortable."

Kristoff frowns and went back to the game.

The people around laughs at the schemer.

Stanley frowns and just crosses his arms.

Another game and Kristoff wins again.

The fat man chuckles.

"This is boring. How about we play high stake?"

He said to Kristoff.

Kristoff didn't look at him and continue sitting without moving.

"What? Are you a chicken huh? Book-book-bok?"

Kristoff looks up at him.

"What's wrong chicken? Mad?"

Stanley once again croutch down

"Don't get provoke."

But instead of getting mad Kristofd smiles at the fat man.

"That's funny." He said with his eyes squinted.

Everyone else laugh.

This guy is really something to mess with the Don right?

The fat man called Don taps his finger in the table.

"Are you messing with me?"

Kristoff instead looks at the dealer.

"We are not playing anymore? Then I will leave."

"Wait!" The Don looks startled at the guys indifference.

"We are still playing."

The other player said.

"Oh." Kristoff sits down again.

Then he says nothing.

Everyone thinks this guy is a real weirdo.

A/N:

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