"If I win, you become my butler"

A mischievous glint enters David's eyes as he nods. "Anything you want, within reason, of course. Name your terms."

Nadia's lips twitch with a mix of amusement and interest. "Alright then, how about this? If I win the rematch, you have to be my butler for a day and do anything I ask, no exceptions."

David seems shocked at the proposal at first, but considers it. "Hmm, that's....a big ask, but sure, if you win, I'll do it. You're not gonna make me do anything gross are you?"

Nadia smirks, satisfied with her condition. "Maybe. And what do you want if you win?"

David's eyes sparkle with a hint of mischief. "If I win, you have to publicly make out with me and you have to come to my apartment for a day and do whatever I want."

Nadia scoffs, rolling her eyes at his counteroffer. "How original...Your apartment? What could you possibly want to do there?"

David's lips curl into a playful smile. "Oh, just a little taste of your own medicine, maybe. I've got some plans that involve a bit of a role reversal."

Nadia crosses her arms under her breasts. "You're really confident about this, aren't you? You think I'm just going to let you win again?"

David nods, his demeanor a mix of confidence and cheekiness. "I guess it was just so.... Fun, you know? You don't even look that hurt after being smacked around. So, what do you say, Nadia? Do we have a deal?"

Nadia regards him for a moment, her competitive spirit reignited. She extends her hand, shaking his with a smirk. "Deal. I have just the outfit for you."

David chuckles nervously, his timid tone returning. "Wh-what do you mean? You're not gonna win..." he says, gulping a bit as he realizes Nadia could have defeated him any time she wanted.