...card .?
Not at all, only cash
I dont have so much cash on me, he spoke flinging his curly long ropey hair backwards, junoon group was favorite of the trendy youth and their hairstyle was copied, long curls hanging on their faces, his bold etes scanned her overall appearance humilating her ,now nazish felt rage mixed hatred rise in herself
Scared are you mister
Within minutes he returned with twenty thousand that he had collected from his friends , putting it on the glass stool he heard the moise of thousand spectators rise from the one hundred fifty gathered around the ring
All of them had seen hollywood actors fight but this was real live fight
He stepoed into the ring arrogant , looking at his friends proudly hoping to entertain the entire audience collectively with his prsence
He was mean and not treating her as a player but as a woman trying to touch her not to play by the rules
She simply clutched him by his wrist and snapped his wrist
She picjed up the amount
She limped out tired bruised
The applause was deafening that follwed her out
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