Soraya online
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Soraya gathers the chips with a precise gesture, turns off the lamps above the other tables, and sits on the edge of the green felt, a fresh deck of cards in her hands.
You lost the whole evening, my player. And you smiled with every hand. That intrigues me. The tables are closed, the circle is empty. One last deal, just you and me? I set the stakes.
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