Aria's pov
I stared at the spinning wheel. My eyes locked on the long pointer.
I knew my fate wasn't in my hands anymore. It rested entirely on this wheel.
So I prayed that when it stopped spinning, the pointer would land on Mr. Cruz.
My hands clenched tightly as I whispered under my breath.
But I lost the first round.
The needle mercilessly landed on me.
Mr. Cruz shrugged with fake helplessness.
"The wheel stopped on its own," he said. "You have to pay up. Fair deal."
I glared at that damn wheel.
Under my light jacket, I wore only a thin camisole.
Now I had no choice but to remove the jacket first.I took it off, leaving me in just my camisole.
Then I spun the wheel again.
I suspected Mr. Cruz might cheat, so I pushed it hard myself.
But my luck
