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Temptation of the Alluring Dealer

After a friend introduces him to an online card game, a man wins a shocking $150,000 in one night. This massive success leads to a private message from the game's beautiful dealer. She proposes a secret deal: if he continues to top up his account, he can access private video calls where she will obey his every whim. Temptation of the Alluring Dealer follows a high-stakes journey through the world of digital gambling, where wealth and obsession collide in a dangerous game.
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Chapter 1

My friend introduced me to an online card game.

I won 150 thousand dollars in only one night.

The hot female dealer contacted me privately.

“Mister, you can give me a video call when you top up to a certain amount. Plus, there’s an extra benefit. You can do whatever you want with me.”

[It’s eight against eight. That’s a tie. Congratulations to the ones who bet on the tie. You gained eight times the bonus.]

I heard a notification on my phone, indicating that I won again.

Excitement washed over me. In just three hours, I had won 100 thousand dollars.

It was equivalent to my salary last year.

Besides, it was my first time encountering such good luck after my divorce.

Luckily, Sam Zimmer, my friend, introduced that online card game app to me.

Remembering that, I immediately texted him to thank him.

He texted me back very fast.

[Don’t just play the game. Didn’t you want to enjoy some more fun? Isn’t the woman in there pretty? Listen. These ladies are real. They’re working at a casino in Ekamore. You can message them privately. If you’re lucky, you’ll get to romance them.]

The message moved me as I glanced at the beautiful female dealer on the screen.

She wore a deep-V black dress, exposing a large part of her upper body. She had a perfect figure. Her body bewitched me. She had a small, delicate face. Moreover, she had seductively placed her curly hair on one side of her shoulder while exposing the other.

She blinked at the screen, smiling in a charming manner.

She had a different temperament than the prettiest woman I had ever met before. She was the kind of woman I liked.

I got dispirited after my divorce and never dated after that.

After my friend’s reminder, I found my cold and aloof heart had become lively again all of a sudden.

If I could romance such a pretty woman, I would never forget about it.

But I was living at Anpearl while that beautiful dealer was living at Ekamore. It was quite far.

I wanted to suppress my thoughts, but my fingers subconsciously clicked into the private message session.

It was divided into a lot of categories based on location, including Aroa and Eufier.

The dealer was still distributing the cards delicately on the phone.

When I clicked on her portrait, it showed that she was from Aroa.

After a brief spot of hesitation, I tried texting her.

[Hello. Can I be your friend?]

I wrote that text after contemplating it but found that I could not send it to her.

Stunned, I saw a prompt in the private message settings in the upper left corner.

It turned out that I needed to top up to at least 200 thousand dollars to get permission to send a private message.

Previously, I merely topped up to 10 thousand dollars to have some fun with the game. However, my immense luck helped me gain ten times my initial funds.

I was filled with regret.

If I topped up to 100 thousand dollars, I would have 1 million dollars.

After some contemplation, I withdrew the money I had won previously and took the other 100 thousand dollars from my bank account.

I did not hesitate at all as I topped up 200 thousand dollars.

After that, I got the right to send private messages. But I no longer sent that dealer another message.

I focused on playing the card game. Unfortunately, I was not that lucky anymore after getting distracted for a while.

An hour later, I only managed to increase my funds from 200 thousand dollars to 250 thousand dollars.

I heaved a long sigh when the dealer announced that the round was over.

My regret grew.

If I had known, I would have topped up a lot of money right from the start.

However, I could continue the next night.

At the thought of that, I did not withdraw my money. Instead, I happily took a screenshot of my funds and sent it to Sam.

Sam sent me a thumbs-up emoji.

[Mate, you’re on the right track. That’s great. You won so much. Why didn’t you get a few women to have a great time?]

When I read that, I was moved and found a few red notification dots on the app.

I clicked on the app and found a few private messages.

[Mister, I’m Lilith Smith. I’ll be glad to get to know you! You were so awesome, especially when you went all in. You were so handsome. You were bold and smart. If it’s okay, you can add me as a friend on Facebook. I admire you very much.]

I did not expect that beautiful dealer to text me!

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