Ethan stepped into the kitchen, his footsteps muffled against the tiled floor.
The house was silent, save for the faint hum of the refrigerator as he opened it.
He grabbed a chilled bottle of juice, unscrewing the cap with one hand while his other hand scrolled through his sleek new System Watch.
The underground world thrived on high-stakes gambling.
A well-placed casino could be the ultimate financial weapon, raking in millions while also serving as a meeting ground for high-profile figures.
Ethan had seen how much money moved through underground poker games and private betting clubs.
If he built his own, he wouldn't just be running a business — he'd be controlling an entire ecosystem.
He took a sip of the juice.
Too cold.
The sudden chill burned his tongue slightly, making him wince.
He sighed, placing the glass down on the counter.