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"You don't want to do this." He warned again as he sat down relaxed on the sofa. "Bruce, warn them." "See, you don't want to bet on this game because you will only lose, My boss is the best, second to none." Bruce warned just as his boss told him to. "I'm not backing down." Val was determined. "Okay." The strange man who is Bruce's boss said as he sat upright while he got into position for the game. They started the game. To me, random pawns was been moved but to them it meant something. In less than five minutes, the son of a monkey who was Bruce's boss relaxed once again with a smirk on his face. Val's face was down cast with sweat dripping off her forehead; she had the look of someone who wished to be anywhere but in this same room. From the dramatic display I have seen from both sides, the atmosphere, one of my worst fears came into reality. He won! He. Freaking. Won!! _____________________________________________________________ Barbara Williams A nineteen year old girl disrespect her parents for what she thought she saw and her parents can't give her. LOVE she moved in with her boyfriend who she thought can provide her with the love she was craving for. what happens when things go down the wrong lane and she loses all she thought she has gathered? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Author here If you want to drop suggestions or interact with the writer, you can do that on these social media handles. Instagram: Writercamiraja Facebook page: Authorcamiraja Hope to meet you there soon

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Chapter 42: Just this once won't hurt

"Yes." Jackie nodded even though she looked like she would rather stay and hear those unpalatable words.

Mom gave an ephemeral nod before she carried Jackie out of the room. We all sat patiently, waiting for mom to come back.

"So, how was life outside? I mean living without supervision from your guardian?" Dad started a little chat before mom arrived.

I sighed.

"I know you already know," I accused. "If you don't, then you won't want to know." I shrugged.

I made sure to make it sound as polite as possible, this man here is my father. But I also made sure to firmly point out there's nothing to show forth.

"Common, talk to Daddy." Dad cajoled.

I kissed my teeth as I thought of what to say. I even found it weird that dad was trying to pet me into spilling the beans.

Luckily, at this moment, mom walked in.

"What did I miss?" She asked as she settled down beside Dad.