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Sweet Dreams

i apologize if there are mistakes in my spanish, i do not speak spanish but i do want to learn it. i just thought this was hot😭😭

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George POV

I own a casino with my amigo, Alex. We used to live in Vegas. We've been friends since we were in elementary. He always loved playing cards, and he always wanted to be an owner of a casino. He taught me how to play and I got addicted. He wanted to go back to his birth country, México. I flew with him and his mamá when we were 14, my parents suprisingly agreed. Ever since I flew here, I got alot of their behaviours, I learned how to speak español, and I got their accent but I can still switch to my british one since I am from Britain then I moved to Vegas where I met my friend. That's how me and Alex decided to take the casino we learned in Vegas to Mexíco.

It was 5 pm, the staffs were decorating the casino with different shades of green. Everyone was excited and they were chatting about someone?

"Hola, have you heard the news?", Alex places his right hand on my left shoulder.

"No, what's going on?", I shaked my head as I whispered.

"The President's son is going to play in the casino!", he avidly said.

"¿Quién?(Who?)", I uttered as I faced him, my brows drew together in confusion.

"Clay!", Alex yelled.

"Oh, I still don't know him.", I shrugged.

"He said he wanted to play here because of someone."

"Oh yeah?"

"Rumors said that he once played undercover here wearing a carita sorniente mascara!(smiley face mask)", when he told me about the mask, I knew that the rumor was true.

–flashback–

"La bienvenida, señor.(Welcome, sir.)", I casually greeted a croupier wearing a smiley face mask. He was incredibly tall and well built. He was wearing a dark green and white suit and tie, he looked so expensive. He pushed the glass door so elegantly, the way he walked was just immaculate.

"Hola, mi amor.(Hi, my love.)", the guy seductively murmured. Why did he call me like that? I don't even know him!

"¿Perdón?(Pardon?)", I asked. He has no right to call me that.

He moves closer to me and grabs his mask showing the left half of his face. He was quite attractive, actually. He has light brown medium length wavy hair and shining forest green eyes. He just showed me half of his face but I can tell how good-looking he was, even though he has a long vertical scar from above his eyebrow to the center of his cheek.

"Nos volveremos a ver, querido.(We will meet again, dear.)", he whispers in a deep voice as he leaned closer to me. I felt his hot breath on my neck, I felt shivers all around my body. All I could think of that day was him. When he played, my eyes were constantly trying to find him. We shared a few eye contacts, and it was magical. I'm pretty sure there's a hole in his mask, if there was none, how he plays is quite impressive. The way he would remove his mask to wink at me, and his little smirk always gets me. I waited for a week for him to play again in the casino but I never saw him again.

–end of flashback–

"Alex, I'm sure I've seen him before.", i told my friend.

"¿En serio?(Really?)", Alex couldn't believe it.

"Sí, he has a scar on his left eye right?"

"Yeah! Holy shit, maybe you're the reason why he's going here!", Alex jumped from his excitement.