ELORA

“Creepy.” I snorted and glanced around at the casino.

Roulette tables, card tables, wheel spins, darts and tables just filled with drinks were scattered across different corners of the casino.

Big Joe made an effort to include a dancehall beneath the casino. More drinks, slutty strippers, males and females. Beneath was dirty.

But that's where the VIPs often visited.

The music pulsed through the floors of the Casino, sending waves of vibration up my legs and into my chest.

Once Gemma and Luke were done frolicking each other, they approached me.

Luke had on some denim shorts and a black leather jacket over a black vest. His dirty blonde...