Chapter 12 - Eleven
ERWIN
"Let's play again!" James exclaims, desperation evident in his eyes, facial expression and the tremor of his hands.
"It's our third round already and you lost every round." "very miserably" I don't say out loud the last few word because everyone is watching us with their eyes bulged out as if they are watching the best show ever in their life. And I don't take pleasure to entertain them 'cause I am not a fucking entertainer. Other than that I am so fucking done with all this child play going on here.
Does he even know how to play poker?
"B-But..." James gaze swipes over Leo pleadingly, who is standing beside me, as if he will pull him out of this situation, making me want to crush his head even more.
Leo was at first watching our game very intently but he soon lost interest when he saw that James can't make even one efficient over me.
He is a fucking looser. What makes him think that he is better than me?
"Mr. James I believe that there is no point playing a lost game." I say dismissively.
You are not worthwhile.