Bride of Retribution: Aloof Billionaire's Dominant Game

:”Sister, you must win, we have a long time together ahead. We’ve only just found each other, and in the future, we need to support each other. I have no family left. If I get married one day, I hope you can be my elder and walk me down the aisle, give me to that man; will you promise me?” Eliza Bell held Avery Jane’s hand. She knew how dangerous this battle was. But it was their mission, and they had to complete it. She suddenly felt an inexplicable fear, afraid that everything was just their impulsiveness, afraid that in the last step, all their efforts would turn into nothing, and even more afraid that her sister would repeat her aunt’s tragic path. What if that man made excessive demands after winning? What kind of demands would a man make of a woman like Avery Jane? It’s easy to guess.

”I won’t. I will definitely win.” In the name of the father, Avery Jane silently said.

Dad, I won’t blame you anymore for not caring enough, not loving enough, because all your love was given to mom, your heart was buried with her. So now I want to avenge the person you loved most, so today you must bless me, give me all your gambling skills and luck, let me achieve my wish.....

Everyone had entered the venue, and it was filled to capacity. Avery Jane wrapped in a large shawl, walked slowly, like a flower gently swaying in the wind. She was full of charm but made people feel she shouldn’t be desecrated, with sexuality and purity displayed vividly in her.

She sat down in her seat, her eyes as mysterious as the night, lightly swept over the man sitting opposite, tall and sturdy. This mere glance made it easy for her to see the greed in his eyes, such a detestable gaze. When Joshua Hughes looked at her, his gaze was always full of intense **, which moved her heart, and sometimes, she herself couldn’t help but feel overwhelmed. But this man’s gaze also had ** that disgusted her.

The shawl slid down unnoticed a bit, exposing a bit of her lustrous skin, shimmering under the lights like glowing fluorescence. She didn’t rush to pull the shawl up but picked up a contract on the table and signed her name without even looking.

:”Miss Jane, don’t you regret it?” Tate Hunter eyed Avery Jane’s exposed shoulder like a wolf seeing premium lamb meat. This woman had caught his eye long ago, but he hadn’t expected her to enter the finals. What about Joshua Hughes’ woman? Now, in Las Vegas, at least a few thousand would come at his call; what could Joshua Hughes do? He came here with over a hundred bodyguards, but so what? Even if the bodyguards are tough, they couldn’t fight ten at once, keeping this little beauty for fun was always nice. Though his father warned him to be cautious, saying the visitors were not here in good faith, he wasn’t worried at all. The gambling world was not for women, and no woman had ever beaten a man in this regard in history.

Avery Jane looked at his hand holding the pen, a flame seemed to burn in her eyes. Today she must win, and take his three fingers.

A life and death contract typically makes one think of using all one’s strength and means to kill the other, bloody and brutal, like a band of vicious desperados fighting to death. Yet here, in such a grand hotel, on a green tabletop, lay two life and death contracts.

This is what attracts people to the competition—the huge outside bets add a thrill, but money is no longer the entirety of people’s pursuit of excitement. They also want to see if the winner among these two would make a request to the other.

Her eyes gently drooped, long, dense lashes casting faint shadows, exuding alluring charm mingled with sensuality. She didn’t reply, her face calm like a ripple-less lake, leaving people unsure of her thoughts.

Behind her, where she couldn’t see, he pressed hard, tried hard to pressdown, yet his deep eyes couldn’t hide a sliver of angry red creeping up. Although far away, he could still discern her unique faint fragrance from all the different smells, a scent emanating from deep within her body, giving him warmth and peace.

How he loved her so much, loved her so dearly, even at this distance, he could feel every bit of it. Yet while she was in front of him, he couldn’t embrace her; only he could understand this pain.

But finding her again was his life’s most steadfast belief. From the very start, Avery Jane was linked with her in countless ways. He knew why he met her, perhaps because Lucas Yates’ eyes were his own, and those lover’s eyes led him to Avery Jane.

During this period, too many things have happened. The huge and heavy pressure made him feel tired and burdened. Often in the middle of the night, he fantasized about holding her even for a few seconds, to soothe his tense nerves and the heart hurting so much it was almost numb. To have some strength to continue living, and have some courage to try for her forgiveness time and again, yet she was just a little way off, and he could only hide in the crowd, quietly watching.......