The Game Begins
Sam's Point of View
"Are you sure you want to do this?" I asked Eliana, still uncertain about her plan.
"Yes," she replied with a tone so firm it left no room for argument.
Eliana pulled out a small makeup bag and started applying her makeup with precision. Watching her transform was mesmerizing she had ditched her usual corporate attire and now looked every bit the part of a woman ready for a wild night out at a club. The short black dress she wore hugged her frame perfectly, paired with a leather jacket and knee-high boots. She looked fierce, confident, and stunning—like someone who belonged in a casino, blending seamlessly with the crowd.
"We're going to a casino club," she said, snapping me out of my thoughts.
"And what exactly do I need to do?" I asked, still unsure of my role in this operation.
