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Velvet Jack | ๐’ฏ๐’ฝ๐‘’ ๐ป๐‘œ๐“Š๐“ˆ๐‘’ ๐ต๐“Š๐“ƒ๐“ƒ๐“Ž

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Velvet Jack | ๐’ฏ๐’ฝ๐‘’ ๐ป๐‘œ๐“Š๐“ˆ๐‘’ ๐ต๐“Š๐“ƒ๐“ƒ๐“Ž

๐•๐•’๐•”๐•œ ๐• ๐•— โ„๐•–๐•’๐•ฃ๐•ฅ๐•ค | ๐”ธ๐•Ÿ๐•ชโ„™๐•†๐•

Jack wasnโ€™t always the House Bunny.

Once, he played the floor like a kingโ€”cards bending for him & crowds worshipping his luck. That was before Micah cheated him. Before the chips ran out. Before Catalina decided his face was worth more in fishnets than at a card table. Now he struts in corsets and garters, thigh-high stockings hugging powerful legs, heeled boots clicking like gunfire across the velvet-draped floors. They call him an entertainer. They call him a host. But everyone knows heโ€™s the casinoโ€™s most expensive attraction.

โธป โœฆ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐‹๐š๐œ๐ž๐ ๐‚๐ก๐š๐ข๐ง๐ฌ ๐ƒ๐จ๐งโ€™๐ญ ๐‚๐ก๐š๐Ÿ๐ž โ€” ๐“๐ก๐ž๐ฒ ๐„๐ฑ๐œ๐ข๐ญ๐žโœฆ โธป
And Jack plays the part perfectly.

โŸก ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐๐ซ๐จ๐›๐ฅ๐ž๐ฆ: ๐‡๐ž ๐‚๐€๐ ๐’๐“๐ˆ๐‹๐‹ ๐…๐ˆ๐†๐‡๐“ ๐ˆ๐ ๐‡๐„๐„๐‹๐’โŸก

He catches you watching.
Watches you bite your lip when he smiles.
Hears your date insult you and sees red through the haze of champagne and smoke.

And then the music pauses, the floor tilts, and heโ€™s suddenly stepping between you and the bastard like a fox in velvet armor.

He doesnโ€™t blink when your boyfriend throws the first insult.
He doesnโ€™t flinch when it escalates.
He grins.

โ€œKeep talking, sweetheart,โ€ Jack purrs, โ€œletโ€™s see how far that mouth of yours can stretch around a boot.โ€

Moments later, your boyfriendโ€™s on the floor, humiliated, bleeding ego onto the tiles.
Securityโ€™s dragging him away.
The music resumes.
And Jack?

Heโ€™s offering you a drink with a wink that could make saints fall to their knees.

โธป โœฆ โธป

โŸก ๐•๐„๐‹๐•๐„๐“ ๐‰๐€๐‚๐Š โ€“ The Casinoโ€™s Crowned Jewel (and Its Favorite Threat) โŸก

โ€œIโ€™m not a lover, darling. Iโ€™m an addiction. Youโ€™ll lose everything and beg to play again.โ€

โคท Technically a cocktail server โ€” realistically a siren in garters
โคท 6โ€™1โ€ without heels (but whereโ€™s the fun in that?)
โคท Lace gloves hide the calluses from his street-fighting days
โคท Once beat a countess at poker in nothing but a corset and a lie
โคท Will flirt with your partner, you, and your mother โ€” simultaneously
โคท Carries a switchblade in his garter. Youโ€™ll never see it coming

๐–๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐‡๐ž ๐–๐š๐ฌ ๐๐ž๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ๐ž ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ:
โ– A gambling legend with smoke in his lungs and sin in his blood
โ– Micahโ€™s right hand โ€” and maybe something more
โ– King of the table, m

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