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by @mysticraven

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6 chapters

~15 min read

A sports reporter who publicly ripped into poker’s most reckless player is forced to follow his tournament circuit for a season. The headlines call it a rivalry, but when he catches her honey-brown eyes sharpening on him across the felt, the tension shifts from professional to scorching. By the final high-stakes hand, they must decide if the spotlight is worth losing the one person who finally called their bluff.

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MEET THE CHARACTERS

Nathan Blake

A 31-year-old professional poker player with sharp green eyes that reveal nothing and everything, depending on the stakes. He moves with the coiled stillness of someone who's spent years reading people—broad-shouldered, dark-haired, with a five-o'clock shadow that's more habit than neglect. There's a confidence in the way he leans back in a chair, like he already knows how your story ends.

Chloe Bennett

A 26-year-old sports reporter with honey-brown eyes that sharpen when she's on the trail of a story—which is always. She has chestnut hair she pulls back when she's working, a curve of hip that her blazers can't hide, and the kind of smile that makes men volunteer information they shouldn't. She's built for the chase: quick on her feet, quicker with a question, and not afraid to hold a gaze until the other person blinks.

Marcus Webb

A 34-year-old tournament director with a voice that carries across a crowded casino floor and the patience of a man who's watched a thousand egos collide. He wears wire-rimmed glasses, keeps a pocket square, and remembers every player's worst beat. He's the one who makes the game possible—and the one who'll break up a fight before security even sees it coming.

Tessa Hart

A 28-year-old freelance photographer who covers the tournament circuit with a camera always raised and a cigarette always unlit behind her ear. She's all sharp angles—sharp cheekbones, sharp tongue, sharp eye for the moment nobody else caught. She's known Nathan for five years and Chloe for five minutes, and she's already taking bets on how long their 'rivalry' lasts.

Diane Blake

Nathan's 58-year-old mother, a retired card dealer who taught him poker before he could reach the table. She has silver-streaked hair she wears in a loose bun, reading glasses on a chain, and the kind of weary wisdom that comes from watching her son chase danger for a living. She still lives in Reno, still answers his calls on the first ring, and still hasn't told him she's proud—because he'd get cocky.

EXPLORE CHAPTERS

First Hand

Chloe clips her press badge to her blazer as she enters the casino's media room. Nathan leans against a pillar, water bottle in hand, his green eyes tracking her across the carpet. Marcus Webb hands h

Marked Cards

Nathan wins the hand with a river call that draws a low whistle from the rail. He doesn't look at his chips—he looks at her, his green eyes holding the same flat calm, but his thumb presses into the f

Held Pressure

Nathan lifts his thumb from the felt, the tip aimed at her like a question she can't answer. His silver ring catches the light, and the green of his eyes goes hard, waiting. Chloe's thumb presses thro

Stain and Silence

In her hotel room, Chloe peels off the blazer and holds it under the bathroom tap, watching the brown water spiral down the drain. The stain doesn't lift—it spreads, pale and stubborn, the same way hi

Still Holding

Nathan's thumb stops its slow arc against her wrist. He doesn't release her hand. Instead, he tilts his head, eyes narrowing. "Show me what?" The badge is still half in his pocket, half in her palm, t

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