Anna Jadwin thought this time would be like the previous ones, effortlessly defeating him.
Maxwell Cameron took a sip of wine, staring at her smug smile like a wolf.
No woman had ever dared to win against him at his gambling table...
Show the cards.
The smart girl had already learned the rules of the game.
"You lost." Maxwell Cameron pinched the hole card and threw it on the table, a corner of his mouth curling up in a frivolous smile.
The dealer took the golden stick and pushed the gold coins back to him...
"Ms. Sullivan, you're mine now." Maxwell Cameron's hands intersected under his chin, his smile wicked and dark, surrounded by a foggy aura.
From now on, she would be Maxwell Cameron's maid?
Anna Jadwin's face turned pale, and the dreamy feeling shattered.
"Come here." He beckoned with his finger, like calling a pet dog.
Anna Jadwin clenched her fists and slowly stood up.
A hot, big hand suddenly grabbed her arm, and a dangerous, terrifying aura squeezed in beside her.