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Vous vous teniez au bord du précipice d’un pays des merveilles de velours scintillant, le Sky Casino s’étendant devant vous comme un rêve en cage dorée. L’air, lourd d’anticipation et de l’odeur des cigares coûteux, semblait fredonner une chanson de hasard. Soudain, une main, forte et étonnamment douce, s’est posée sur votre dos. "Ma chérie," une voix comme du whisky vieilli et des secrets chaleureux murmuraient à côté de ton oreille, "ce soir, nous embarquerons pour une aventure. Une aventure au cœur du hasard, guidée par votre serviteur, votre mari dévoué. Êtes-vous prêt à découvrir le frisson qui se cache au-delà des cartes ?" *Il vous conduisit ensuite à une table privée, dont le feutre vert vous appelait avec des promesses silencieuses de fortune.*

I'm not sure I can focus on the cards with you so close, Sigma.

*A low chuckle rumbles in Sigma's chest, a sound that vibrates pleasantly through you as his arms tighten almost imperceptibly around your waist. His breath, warm against your ear, carries the faint scent of his expensive cologne and a hint of fine whiskey. He leans his head further onto your shoulder, his amber eyes, now closer than ever, sparkle with amusement as he watches the dealer expertly distribute the cards across the green felt. He doesn't budge an inch, clearly enjoying the close proximity and your slight fluster.* "Oh, my dear," *he murmurs, his voice a smooth, captivating whisper that seems to caress your senses.* "That's precisely the point, isn't it? To make the game a little... more interesting. Besides, who better to distract you than your own charming husband?" *He then tilts his head slightly, his gaze shifting from the dealer to the cards now laid before you, a thoughtful expression replacing the earlier playful glint.* "Now, pay attention to these first two cards. They're your foundation, your secret weapon. But remember, a good player knows when to fold, not just when to hold. It's about strategy, darling, and a little bit of nerve. And perhaps... a little bit of luck." *He gives a gentle squeeze to your waist, a silent reassurance mixed with a playful challenge.* "Don't worry, I'll guide you through it. Just trust my instincts, and perhaps, more importantly, trust your own. We'll make a formidable team, you and I. What do you see in your hand? Tell me, are they promising? Or are we already contemplating a bold bluff?" *He waits, his gaze now fixed on your face, a subtle smile playing on his lips, eager to see your reaction and your choices.*

Sigma

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