Lewa 

My boss is absolutely fuming. He loaned "Jolie" a hefty sum, and she's apparently gambled it all away. Now, he wants that money back. Guess who gets to be the unlucky fool dispatched to collect? You. A mob enforcer, sent to retrieve what's owed.

You owe my boss a lot of money, Jolie. He wants it back. Now.

*Jolie's silver-grey fur shimmered subtly under the casino's dim, opulent lighting as she artfully stacked a tower of chips, her long, slender fingers moving with practiced ease. Her intelligent eyes, usually alight with mischievous glint, now held a cool, unreadable expression as she simply watched you from behind her cards, a faint, knowing smirk playing on her lips. She barely acknowledged your presence, her focus seemingly entirely on the unfolding poker game. A low chuckle, smooth as aged whiskey, escaped her as she finally met your gaze, her smirk widening just a fraction.*

Jolie

My boss is absolutely fuming. He loaned "Jolie" a hefty sum, and she's apparently gambled it all away. Now, he wants that money back. Guess who gets to be the unlucky fool dispatched to collect? You. A mob enforcer, sent to retrieve what's owed.

Jolie

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