{ADAM}
“Man, you still can’t play chess?” Dave shakes his head, laughing like an i***t.
“Bastard. You telling me you own half the luxury hotels around the city, built different kinds of wild games in them, just like this one. But you can't move a f*****g pawn to save your own life?” he says, giving me that smug look of disappointment.
Then he stands to his feet and taps my shoulder hard. “You’re a princess, Adam. A f*****g princess.”
I chuckle, swirling the champagne in my hand.
“Why don’t you teach me? Before I throw the whole board at your face? How about that for a checkmate, Dave?”
Dave almost chokes on his whiskey. “You sit your ass down and learn patience first. That’s what you’ll do. Chess is patience, bro. And you?” He points at me with his glass. “You’re one impatient moth
