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Banks's eyes were lit by the many lights of the casino. The greenish streaks were so captivating that Arabella had to make an effort to look away.

And along with the attraction that man exuded, Arabella also felt guilt. She felt guilty for, earlier, agreeing to work with Mason to incriminate Damon. She felt like a fraud in front of Damon.

But what other option did she have?

"Thank you. But I am sure you let me win," she said.

"I am a gentleman," Damon said, shrugging with indifference.

"A gentleman would not make me lose a million dollars," she retorted, raising an eyebrow slightly.

"Point for you," the man murmured, and smiled soon after. A subtle sideways smile that made Arabella's nervous system fail.

"I know. Now, if you will excuse me," Arabella said, dodging to continue her way to the restroom.

Arabella was surprised that Damon was still talking to her. She thought that after he "Won the game" and managed to sleep with her again, he would start ignoring her, completely discardin