It starts as a Sunday ritual. Drinks. A football game. A longtime friend on the couch.

The bets are harmless at first. Bragging rights. Money. Laughs that come too easily. But as the score stays close and the drinks keep flowing, the wagers begin to change. What's at stake isn't cash anymore. It's something far more dangerous.

Jerry tells himself it's all in good fun. Andrea tells herself it will stop before it goes too far. Mark never says what he's really after, he doesn't have to.

With every play, the line shifts. With every win, the silence grows heavier. And when the final whistle blows, what's left behind can't be undone, explained away, or forgotten.

For readers who crave psychological tension, taboo desire, and stories that linger long after the last page.