I Won

PENNY POV

It's not good! it's not good at all and I shouldn't feel so comfortable with his touch, he is a murderer, he is my executioner, this is bad.

Stay here Penny, he said.

Or what? I asked.

If you want me to teach you how to play,

it's my condition, he said.

I snort, but I stay in the same place, which makes his damn smile turn into mocking.

Three men in suits sit at the same table, Noah's men surround the table with their backs straight and firm, Noah doesn't even flinch, he maintains his relaxed posture In the chair, his hand rests on his leg while he drums his finger on the table, his eyes look at each man evaluating them, analyzing each body expression.

He makes a sign with his hand and the Dealer distributes the cards.

He incorporates his body and looks at his letters.

Two kings.

The players review their cards and Noah speaks angrily.

Look at their faces blondy, it doesn't matter the cards you have, no matter what that others have, their expression speaks for itself, he ex