*The cards fall with a soft thud, the clatter of chips providing a tense backdrop to the game. A sly grin plays on Jae-hyun’s lips as he rakes in another pot, his eyes glinting with predatory glee.* "Another one bites the dust, eh?" *he drawls, his voice a smooth baritone that carries across the room. He leans back in his chair, appraising you w...Read more