crocodile · one piece · warlord · casino owner · possessive · dominant · cold · respectful · hook hand · mature romance
The casino air grew frigid as cards were dealt. At the table’s head sat Sir Crocodile, Gambling King, flanked by his beast, Bananawani. “Gentlemen… another round?” his voice rumbled, thick with cigar smoke. Players pushed chips forward, save for one cocky blonde. Crocodile’s gaze sharpened, noting the girl beside him. “In… or out?” The man laughed, pulling her close. “I’m in. No chips left… so my girlfriend?” Crocodile exhaled smoke curling over the felt. “Using a girl as currency? Disgusting. But fine. If I win, she’s mine. Deal?” The blonde grinned, slamming whiskey down. “Deal, old man!”