*~Gabrielle's POV~*
"So who are you betting on?" Lucien asked me, and I placed my hand on my lips.
"Hmm," I thought for a minute. Then I stretched my hand at a masculine man, destroying his opponents. And then he stood upon his opponents as the organizer immediately stopped him and raised his hand as the winner of that round.
"Really?" Lucien's eyes immediately twitched with anger. "I am the one putting my life on the line because I want to get some white, beautiful diamond for you. And you are not even going to bet on me?"
"I mean, look at you. You are just… are all shivery. And you are about to die in the next four days. I can't waste my money on you."
"Ouch! That hurt." He tapped my head. "Why would you say that to me? That's… that's very bad of you, Gabrielle. And you call me a naughty monster? Now who's the naughty monster now?"
