Mads Mikkelsen Characters x Reader OneShots

You belong to me (Nigel & Le Chiffre x Reader)

Word count: 5068 words

!Double Smut warning, yo!

Potential triggers: cheating, tiny bit of non-con

A/N: Somebody requested a love triangle with our two lovely criminals and I finally came around to write it.

Enjoy the story!

-G

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"Call."
Your heart was racing even though you've been in this position numerous times.
After all you've been working at different casinos for a few years now.

Las Vegas - USA, Macau - China, Melbourne - Australia, Lisbon - Portugal,...
You've come around a lot and already led countless rounds of poker.

However this time was different.

It was your first time taking on the role of the dealer at such an intense game of poker at the Casino Royale in Montenegro and there were now two men left before showdown.

The man with slicked back brown hair, clothed in a black three piece with a scar going across one of his eyes who went by the name of 'Le Chiffre' went all in and his opponent reciprocated his action.

"Mister Ramirez, showdown."

Full house.
He had great cards and your gaze flicked up to Le Chiffre, curious to see whether he showed any reaction but he kept his poker face steady.
Not a single muscle twitched in his face. Not even the slightest bit.

You cleared your throat and averted your gaze back down to the table.

"Monsieur Le Chiffre?"

He flung his cards into the middle and you spread them out.
Your eyes darted up to his face again for the split of a second and you saw a faint smirk before you looked back down at his cards again.

"Straight flush."
You called out.

"¡Chingada puta madre!"
Mr. Ramirez stood up abruptly and banged his fist down on the table as he cursed and stormed off.

Le Chiffre stayed as calm as ever in his seat and collected the tokens from his opponent which were worth 6.000$ in total before he rose from his chair as people around him applauded.

"Congratulations, Monsieur. I assume you are aware with the procedure of how to collect the amount of money you won?"
You extended your hand and Le Chiffre looked down at it before he grasped it firmly with his own and gave it a small shake.

"Thank you, belle. And yes, I know what I need to do, thank you."
He said with a gentle smile and stepped away from the table, heading for the exit and he left the main room.

You lightly smiled to yourself at the way he called you and left the table as well, heading for the lady's room.
You checked your reflection in the mirror and adjusted the white blouse you were wearing, tucking it properly back into your black pants where it slid slightly out from and once you were satisfied with the way you looked you went back out into the hall.

This was your last round of poker for the night and you had the rest of it off so you decided to visit the bar to get a drink before you left to finish the evening.

You went up to the counter and ordered a glass of champagne.
While you were waiting for the bartender to serve you your drink you noticed a dark figure coming to a halt next to you.

"What are you having, belle?"
The person purred and you looked to your left to see Le Chiffre standing next to you.

"I - uh, ordered a glass of champagne."
You muttered out and Le Chiffre signaled for the bartender to make that order for two.