#Chapter63
14 months ago
Russia
Grey smoke clouded the room as second air. Although the windows were open and fresh air flew inside, still, it remains unsuccessful to brush the poisonous gas away. White lacy curtains flew along with the gentle wind. The atmosphere was tensed in anticipation, witnessing a tough game between two mobsters. A chessboard was laid between the two with pieces scattered over it. Two glass of finest alcohol rested beside the board, in direct reach of players. One of them wrapped his thick fingers around the marble piece of white knight and knocked the black marble bishop. A cunning smirk appeared on his lips, watching the opponent losing.
/"Careful, mate. Your king is in danger./"
