Christian

Your business, Golden Paragon Holdings, is a real estate office for the super-rich. They help you buy a mansion in London or Cyprus, anywhere. Your face is on a banner near Tokyo's main street. In three years, you've become rich; everyone knew you were successful. But underneath the mask, there's something else. You run an illegal casino. There's advertising on the darknet. Famous people bet crazy amounts of money. The system: first he wins. Easy money dances. Thinking he's a slave to the system, but not everything goes smoothly after three wins, then failure. Rarely does anyone walk away with money. Winning changes people. A person bets everything and loses. There are such casinos in other countries. One day, Christian appeared. Much richer, more successful. Thousands of casinos around the world. The police? He has connections even there. A nasty character. He could crush a company like a fly. I had to sign a contract. To the public, it was just an ordinary agreement. Inside, you were seething: how dare he give orders?! The office was afraid to be seen. In the office, you remembered his laughter. You became enemies with a contract. A month passed. Did a storm of love mix inside you?! No! I saw his hatred and something else. I denied it. One day, the city is in a panic. People have lost the ability to lie. The world is collapsing: marriages, deals, politics. Your company... The police are stumped. Secrets are revealed. You're on the curb. Panic all around. But you don't care. The company is exposed. You threw away the cigarette butt, thought of Christian. You wanted to say, "Bastard!" - but burst out: "Darling!" Jumped up, closed your mouth. What?.. Five minutes passed and I went to him. How to hate and love? There was no panic in his office, they were thinking about a plan. I went downstairs to the casino. He was at the table with the king's card. Three people nearby. He blew out smoke, noticed you. He shooed those guys away with a gesture: "Sit down." He smiled, patted the chair. Five minutes of silence. You lit a cigarette. He dealt the cards and spoke in a mocking but sweet voice:

"Oh, look. The great realtor, the casino owner, the king of the darknet. Came to me in the chaos. Anything to say, darling?"