King of Spades.*

“You're going down Chichotas.” Orterres confidently proclaims. “And I me that literally, on me.”

“We'll see.” Monika grimly holds out hope as she tries to get the mental image of having the gangster's cock shoved down her throat out of her mind.

“King of Spades!” The bounty hunter cheers as she flips over the card. “You lose!”

“Bitch.” Orterres mutters quite angry that both the cards and the shapely redhead have so cruelly teased him. “This isn't right.” He hisses as he bends over to open his floor safe.

The thrill of victory, and her pride, get the better of Red Monika who cannot help but gloat. “Now whose the one on his knees? At least you'll be able to sit after this defeat.”

Throwing the day pass, a forged metal medallion, at her, Orterres orders, “Now get the fuck off my boat cunt, and if I ever see you again, I will kill you. This time I mean it.”

Catching the medal with one hand Monika knows Orterres' words are no bluff. Taking firm hold of her trophy she returns his icy stare with a simple. “Fine.” And walks off the boat.

Though Monika has gained access to the Cloud City it doesn't feel like much of a victory. Khan Orterres could be a formidable adversary.