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Chapter Thirty-Five: I Win
The hush that fell over The Mirage Vault as the final round began was heavy enough to crush breath. For a moment, even the flickering lights and mechanical chimes of the digital slot reels seemed quieter, the casino's pulse dimmed to a low, waiting throb.All eyes in the private lounge were on the two men at the center of the storm. Michael sat still, his white hair catching the subtle shimmer of the overhead lights, face unreadable as he watched the holo-dealer shuffle the projected cards into a radiant spin. Across from him, Cassian Farrell lounged lazily in his chair, eyes gleaming with a dangerous mirth. The heir radiated confidence, but Michael could see the tension behind the casual smile and the slight flex of his fingers on the table's edge.Cassian turned to the gathering crowd. "One last round," he announced, voice smooth as velvet. "Winner takes everything."The gathered elites murmured with anticipation. The dealer dealt the opening hands. The game might have been based on
Chapter Thirty-Four: The House Doesn't Always Win
The lights above the lounge dimmed slightly as a new tension settled into the casino air. It was no longer the kind of buzz that came from money changing hands or the occasional shriek of digital roulette victories. This was the slow, deliberate quiet of people realizing something rare was about to unfold.Cassian Farrell, heir to one of the most powerful families in the city, leaned lazily in his seat, one leg crossed over the other, a half-drained glass of bluefire liqueur glinting in his hand. The grin on his face was easy and relaxed but his eyes were already calculating. Across from him sat Michael, dressed sharply, silver hair catching the ambient light. A circular digital table hovered between them, projecting the holographic interface of the blackjack variant known as Neural-21. The dealer was an elegant, vaguely androgynous AI projection with crystalline features that stood quietly between them, processing data with zero emotion.Cassian exhaled slowly and motioned to the ta
Chapter Thirty-Three: Let's Play
Michael remained seated in the plush booth, his posture easy and casual despite the ring of muscle and weapons now surrounding the table. His gaze didn’t waver as he met Cassian’s eyes."Alright, then," Michael said in a voice that was quiet but edged with steel. "You've gone through all this effort to corner me. What exactly do you intend to do now?"Cassian chuckled and leaned back into the velvet of his seat, the low light casting smooth shadows over his sharp, too-handsome features. "That depends, Michael. The real question is what you came here to do. You think I don't notice when someone starts upsetting the balance of things?"He twirled the stem of his drink between two fingers, eyes still locked on Michael's."You embarrassed Victor Grey, a feat I admittedly found impressive, then you turn around and buy out a piece of the harbor out of nowhere. Now I hear rumors you're backing a gang. You think a Farrell wouldn't catch wind of that?"As Cassian spoke, Michael's vision flicke
Chapter Thirty-Two: Cassian Farrell
The elevator to the VIP floor of The Mirage Vault moved with silent grace, the glass walls giving Michael a panoramic view of the sprawling casino below. Neon lights glittered like synthetic stars across the crowd, casting long shadows through the crystal chandeliers above. Michael stood still, arms at his side, eyes locked ahead. He already knew Cassian would be waiting, and it would be rude to keep the host of the event waiting after all.The doors slid open with a chime, revealing the velvet-draped lounge bathed in low, ambient light. Plush booths lined the walls, each secluded just enough to offer a whisper of privacy while still keeping guests in full view of the floor. At the far end of the space, framed by an artfully disjointed view of the casino below, sat Cassian Farrell.He lounged across the curved leather seat like it had been molded for him, a tailored suit in royal navy hugging his frame, collar popped just slightly in that curated "devil-may-care" way that somehow cost
Chapter Thirty-One: You’re Not Even in My League
The soft chime of digital shuffling echoed across the table as the new match began, holographic cards flickering into motion like shards of light. Michael leaned back in his seat, his fingers resting lightly against the edge of the table, one leg casually crossed over the other. The air in the room had noticeably shifted. Gone was the idle posturing and mockery from the previous game, now it was the taut, prickly silence of people who had something to lose.The five heirs sat around the table like wolves dressed in satin, their practiced smirks gone, replaced with wary concentration. Even their body language had changed. They were aware now that the newcomer at the table wasn’t here to entertain them, he was here to beat them.And he was doing it too well.Michael met each of their gazes in turn before he spoke, voice calm, even a little amused. “Before we get started, I have a proposal. Why don't we up the stakes?”Nyra glanced at him sharply. “To what?”“Half a million,” Michael sai
Chapter Thirty: Life’s All About Gambles After All
The Mirage Vault pulsed with a synthetic kind of life. Warm golden lights swam lazily across the vaulted ceilings, bouncing from glass sculptures and high-res displays mounted across every wall. Laughter, chimes, and the distinctive mechanical clatter of digital slot reels composed a background chorus to the sea of wealth and illusion that defined this place. And at the far side of the main floor, in one of the plush private lounges overlooking the baccarat tables, Michael sat comfortably amid a group of aristocratic heirs who had long grown too comfortable with winning.The table was circular, trimmed with carbon-forged platinum and lined with holo-panels that displayed the real-time pot value and player stats. With his added presence, they decided to change the game. The new one was a cyber-card variant known as Gridlock, a fast-paced game where strategy and bluffing played just as big a role as the randomized digital deck.Michael glanced once more at the faces around the table. Tw
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