The Queen's Joker
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Última publicación mar, ago 23, 2022
The Queen's Den and The Joker's Circus have been sworn enemies in the Casino and Bar Industry for a long time. Akari Minari, the Queen of Queen's Den, has been intrigued about the owner of her rival casino, The Joker's Circus. The Owner has never shown their face to anyone, they only know that the owner's surname is Minatozaki. She is doing everything she can to find out information about this Minatozaki Joker, only to miss them sneaking right under her nose.
She has never been in love. She has had occasional flings, but nothing further than that. But a certain Casino Dealer of hers caught her attention. The way his eyes would manage to sweep her off her feet with just a glance, the way his voice and laugh sounded smooth as honey yet deep as the Mariana Trench. She knew that if she managed to catch him, he would be under her. Only a few people managed to see her dominant side, and that would be treated as an honour to be dominated by the Queen of the Den.
Would a Queen like her be able to conquer both her wishes? To find out who this masked Minatozaki Joker is and to be able to dominate the Submissive Dealer of Queen's Den?
As Josh Bilings said: Life consists not in holding good cards, but in playing those you hold well.... Let's see if she can play her cards well until the end.
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