“So where do you think your dice door is?” asked Chastity, looking around the room.
“Hmmm…” My first thought was craps. I was pretty sure that used dice. But the symbol wasn’t there. The roulette table was similarly disappointing.
Wait, why is that disappointing?I didn’t want to go into some weird sex room.Right?
I started to say something to Chastity, but she’d disappeared to go get some chips from the cashier. I went over to join her. And then I saw it. Next to the cashier were a bunch of safes. One of which was marked with the dice symbol.
Just a safe?That couldn’t be so bad. Unless there was a naked leprechaun stuffed in there or something.No, then it would be marked with a four-leaf clover.But if not a leprechaun, then what?
I knew it was a bad idea to open it. Everything about the Society was a bad idea. Meeting Tanner had been bad. Making wishes had been bad. It was all bad.
But as bad as it was, it was also extremely distracting. I’d only thought about not getting the promotion like five times since we’d gotten to Club Onyx, which was a major improvement compared to earlier in the day. And I’d only thought about Tanner when I thought I’d seen him…
Maybe that was the whole point. Club Onyx was an escape. It was a place to break the rules and act a little crazy. And that was exactly what I was going to do. Hell, I’d already been running around in nothing but lingerie for thirty minutes, and it hadn’t killed me. Neither would opening this safe.
Please don’t be a naked midget.
The lock clicked as I turned the key.
This Is War - Chapter 9 - The Dice Door
Friday – September 15, 2023
I opened the safe slowly, not sure what would pop out. Was I about to get hit with a giant dildo, like some sort of weird jack-in-the-box? Nope. I didn’t get hit with anything. The only thing inside was a huge pile of casino chips.
Chastity grabbed a chip out of the safe and rolled it over her fingers like one of those dudes on the World Series of Poker.$1000was written on both sides of it.
Holy shit!“Guess I chose the right key,” I said. “Maybe the dice meant this is my lucky day.” I pulled the chips out and counted them one by one. Near the bottom, I uncovered a little black envelope.A wish?What did I need a wish for? I’d just won 100 grand. That felt like enough of a wish come true already.
I broke the gold seal and pulled out the card. It had the dice symbol at the top, and then a few lines of text:
Welcome to the Club Onyx Casino!
Your challenge is simple:
Double these chips. If you do, they’re all yours.
Challenge?Damn it!So much for getting lucky. “How do you think I double them?” I asked. “By selling my body to some handsome investment banker?”
“I mean…that’s one option. I’m loving your energy right now. But I think you’re probably just supposed to gamble. Since we’re in a casino and all.”
“Ha, right,” I said as casually as possible. “I was just messing with you.”What is wrong with me?!Running around a sex club in lingerie was messing with my head. And it was possible that double-fisting that champagne had been a little aggressive.Speaking of which…I flagged down the nearest waitress and plucked another drink off her tray.
“So what’s your game?” asked Chastity. “Blackjack? Craps? Poker?”
“Hmmm…” There was a huge crowd around both craps tables. Pushing through crowds wasn’t for me, so that was out. Same for the roulette wheels. Not that it really mattered. I’d never been to a casino before. I had pretty much no idea how any of these games worked. “Let’s start with the slot machines.”
We shoveled my chips into Chastity’s oversized purse and headed to the slots. The sign above the machines promised a million-dollar jackpot. All we had to do was get four of a kind. That was pretty likely, right?
I put a chip in and pulled the lever. The symbols spun and spun and then settled one by one. Lollipop, lollipop, heart, and…Is that a pair of jelly donuts?I studied the final symbol.Nope. It’s boobs.
“Oh yeah!” yelled Chastity as chips poured out of her machine. “Give me those big black dicks!”
She’d gotten three big black dicks and one foot. According to the payout chart, three-of-a-kind was worth $5000.Not a bad start.
It was all downhill from there. Chastity and I lost on our next 20 spins. Seriously, every single spin was a big fat nothing. We didn’t even get a two-of-a-kind! And just like that, we’d lost $15K. Granted, it wasn’t our money to begin with. But still. If we could get it up to $200K, we’d get to keep it all. And then I could walk into BIMG and flip a desk and tell those fuckers that I quit. Or, you know…not do any of that and just keep working there like the good little employee that I was.
I was about to pull the lever again when a douchy guy in a white tux leaned on my machine. He looked like the kind of person who loved to steal promotions from more qualified women. I wished there was a candle nearby. Unlike Matthew Caldwell, this arrogant guy was the type of person who should 100% be set on fire. I wanted him to light up like a Christmas tree. I pressed my lips together. Apparently losing lots of money made me a little bit of a pyromaniac. And I was scared of pyromaniacs. Why did I keep leaving my mini fire extinguisher at home?!
