Playing with Fire

Sienna’s POV

The tension is suffocating as the final cards are revealed.

My heart pounds against my ribs, my fingers gripping the edges of my hand so tightly my knuckles ache. I try to keep my expression neutral, but I can feel the weight of their gazes, assessing, waiting.

I flip my cards over.

A straight.

A damn good one.

Lorenzo’s gaze flicks down to the table, then back to me. His lips part sl