"Well then, lend me two million first!" Lucian finally spoke.
"This is the kind of deal that I like!" he said, his fingers tapping on the desk.
Lucian pricked through his skin as he signed the agreement. He needed this chance.
When Lucian returned to the casino, he threw himself into a frenzy, but by dawn, the moon had seen him lose another millions.
With a snarl of frustration, he stormed back into Diego's office. "Another million," he demanded.
Diego passed him another agreement without saying a word.
Seven nights bled into one another. The casino became Lucian's cage, each night became a battle between hope and despair. He was tense as the chips vanished faster than he could breathe.
By the time Elena received the news, Lucian had already spent seven days within those cursed wall
