Five Years Later Rowan“This is the reason why I don’t play games with you, you are a fucking cheater, Rowan,” Maverick throws the racket in his hand to the floor, walking back to where Cyprian and the prison Warden were sitting, having a drink as they watched us. “Oh don't be a sore loser, Ricky. You missed the ball twice, and it fucking went into the net three times. Tch,” I throw the racket on the tennis table, walking back to the red velvet couch.“How much will this loser be paying me again, Warden?”“Shut up, cheater,” Maverick rolled his eyes, pouring himself a glass of whiskey, “Cyprian, you saw it, he cheated.”“Actually, Rowan won this round, Ricky. Just swallow up your pride and pay.”“Of course, you will support him.”I threw a cashew nut at Maverick, before throwing it into my mouth as I sat on my couch, my legs stretched out and resting on the table. “Alpha, the total amount is 2.7 million…”“2 what?” Maverick deadpans, cutting off the Warden’s words,
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