Scared, Ms Williams?

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"Don't bet on it, Ms. Williams. I'll easily defeat you the next time" he said, drinking water. "Oh really? Wanna bet?" she asked, making him smirk. "You'll regret it sweetheart" he said. "Let's just hope you're not a sore loser" she smirked. "If you lose, I get a kiss" he said and her eyes widened. "Sacred, Ms. Williams?" he chuckled. "Not at all, Mr. King. If you lose, you shouldn't talk for an entire day, which ever I choose" she said and he gave a short nod before stretching his hand towards her. She shook it, more business like and nodded. "Let the game begin" he smirked. "Haha! I'm so winning this match" she said, as she placed his queen on the side of the table. "No queen, Mr. King?" she chuckled. He bit his lip and moved his bishop. "Your turn, Ms. Williams" he smirk

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