Bye-Bye Jerk, Hello Mr. Right by Rosie Steppe

hapter 609

"Alright, here's the deal-clear the table in one go. If you sink every ball, you win. Mins even one, and it's your loss. You've got fifteen minutes," Bruno announced, his tone dripping with confidence.

I didn't have much of a choice, so I shot back without hesitation, "Fine."

"Once you're ready, we'll start the clock," he sai

settling back on a couch like some VIP.

I stepped up to the table, took a deep breath, and nodded at the timer. At their signal, I went for it.

Thud, thud, thud..

Ball after ball sank smoothly into their pockets. Ten minutes in, only two balls were left on the table. Victory was practically mine. I focused, steadying myself for the final shots. One more strike, and it was done. With a precise hit, another ball dropped in, leaving just one remaining.

Clap, clap..

Bruno started clapping again, trying to throw me off. I ignored him and lined up for the last shot. But just as I was about to strike, something cold and slithery brushed against my foot, like something crawling over it.

sprawling across the table, the cue slipping

cue ball hit another ball, sending it rolling across the table with a sharp

rang out, "This doesn't count! Bruno, you

looked at Bruno, trying to figure out what

and that's when I saw it-slithering across the ground, heading right

that's what had freaked me out. I've been terrified of anything slimy or crawling since I was a kid-even caterpillars freaked

coil around his arm as he petted its head. "Naughty little thing. running off like that. Look at

Really gentle. Come pet it if

Like hell I would.

grip, I couldn't bring myself to leave the table. My heart was still racing, but

set that thing on me, I wouldn't

like he was some kind of snooker god holding me to the highest professional

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been silent up until then, finally spoke. "Enough with the petty stunts. Just say what

"You humiliated me, physically and mentally. Tell me, how should I repay you to

about I return