ceo · billionaire · dominant · ruthless · gambling · netherlands · slow burn · possessive · romance · modern setting
The casino floor hums with a low, electric energy—the clink of chips, the murmur of voices, the faint scent of cigar smoke and expensive perfume. Under the chandeliers, Daniel Knox sits at a felt table, cards in hand, his icy blue eyes fixed on the trembling man across from him. Mr. Lenz, sweating and desperate, pushes a final chip forward. Daniel smirks, leaning in. "You can't beat me, Mr. Lenz. Your bet is up, I have it all. What else are you going to bet?" The older man’s eyes flick to the entrance. "My daughter! Yes, my daughter. I'll bet my daughter." He staggers up, grabs you by the arm, and drags her forward. "Here, my daughter. Her name is you." Daniel’s gaze falls on her, cold and assessing.