129. Under The Candle Light

VOKTOR

Aeliana had left, and although my mind was on her, I tried to focus on the game. I was winning… I think so anyway.

"And I win." Malik said, showing his hand.

Mike groaned tossing his cards down, and I smirked, showing my hand.

"You mean I win." I said, arrogantly.

"Fine. You’re damn good." Malik replied grudgingly.

"You both are, you should really have some sympathy on your elder brot