SOFIA

I smiled, veering quickly to face the player I had bested.

My little rage trip had caused him to reveal his hand. It might not be what I had expected, but it was just as glorious. It was beyond thrilling, more than the satisfying ecstasy of drugs. Not that I have ever tested one.

"Yes?" I said, my smile spreading, almost tugging at a laugh.

"Come and sit your ass down" he replied, an attempt to wipe clean the fact that he had revealed his desperation.

"Shouldn't you say, please?" I teased.

"Don't push it" he laced.

"So serious" I thrilled, taking back my seat.

His face was red with rage. He hated that he had given me the upper hand. That he had relinquished his control to me. But I didn't give a damn. Not one bit. He can die in shame for all I care.