You glance at the girls, their eyes locking onto you with an intense hunger. Every single one of them hungers after you, and you’re fully aware of the power you hold over them. Their eyes burn into your soul as you casually sit across the table from them. You play it cool, like you have the upper hand in every move.

This is a card game, pure and simple; nothing to do with love or lust. You tell them there are no winning combinations in your hand; it’s all just a game. Losing is part of it, but losing doesn’t mean defeat in their eyes.

The thrill isn’t in the cards themselves, but in the electric tension rising in the room. Every glance, every subtle touch, pulses with silent promises behind the rules.

With every round played, the lines between challenge and temptation blur. You can almost taste the unspoken bets placed between breaths, the risks far beyond cards.

So dive in - grab your seat, shuffle your deck, and prepare to play your hand, because here, winning isn’t just about what’s in your hand, but what you’re willing to risk.