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"I’m tired of the back-and-forth, Pon," Krit said, his voice steadier than he felt. He took his phone, hit 'Share' on the document, and slid it toward the middle of the table. "That’s the warehouse deed. Full ownership. It’s worth triple what’s on this table." The room went silent. The spectators held their breath. "Everything?" Pon asked, a predatory glint in his eyes. "All in," Krit replied.

Pon laughed, a dry, raspy sound, and pushed his entire stack forward. "I hope you have more than a bluff, kid. I have three of a kind." He flipped his cards: Three Jacks. "I’m tired of the back-and-forth, Pon," Krit said,

I can pivot this into a (all in on love) or a corporate thriller (all in on a business takeover) if you prefer! Full ownership

"Your move, Krit," the man across from him purred. Sia Pon was a shark in a silk suit, a man who didn't just want your money; he wanted your soul. "Are we playing, or are you just admiring the scenery?" "Everything

Krit’s heart hammered against his ribs like a trapped bird. He slowly turned over his cards. A 7 and an 8 of diamonds. Combined with the 9, 10, and Jack on the board, it was a straight.