VEGAS X PETE (18+) full story

Chapter 48

"Pete." Nop walked into the room as I tried to focus on the book
in front of me with frustration.

"What?"

"I have to go and rest. What do
you want to eat?"

"No!" I answered Curtly.

"Eh, I have to go back first. Pam is here to takeover my shift.
But you can't borrow a phone because Vegas didn't order it."

"Oh, and what if I want to call him then?"

"He will come back. Just let it go. Don't you dislike him? I
thought it's uncomfortable to live with him. Be careful, or you're
going to die. Vegas is playing with your mind for now. Why do
you keep calling for him all the time? He'll hurt you! What are
you doing?" I immediately turned to look at him.

"... "

"Vegas is a sly bastard. You won't know which side of him is real and what's fake. I warned you because I wish you well, Pete. He's making you unable to live without him. You know that too!" he said and walked out of the room.

"Wait a minute! What you said just now, what do you mean?!"

What the hell? There was no way I wanted him to be with me and
I don't want to die! That wasn'tmy intention at all, what an idiot buffalo! I'm here to find a way to escape from him, you bastard!

I think I've been in this room a bit too much so my stress has
accumulated. There wasn't much Icould do these days. In my
head, I kept repeating the same thoughts over and over again.
The more I was alone, the more I thought and became even more
depressed. Okay, I admit that my moods are very variable.

There are just days where I don't know what to focus on. I was like
floating through life, and I couldn't do certain things.
When I have Vegas with me, it's like I'm playing for fun every
day, looking for things to mess around with him, and so it
relieved a lot of my thoughts. But I don't think I'm going to live
withhim or I'm going to be fascinated with him. It's just now, the surrounding atmosphere was quiet.There was only me in the
room. And strangely, it felt very lonely.

My eyes kept staring at the clock. Why do I feel lonelier the later
the night got? I started to thinkabout what the hell I was doing. I also thought about what Vegas might be doing now. He was now good to me as if he was a different person than the one I met in the beginning.

Was he having fun? So how did he want to make me feel? Between me and him, who's messing with who right
now?

Screech~ The sound of the door opening made me turn to look
and immediately glance at the clock. It was now four o'clock
and ten minutes.

"Not asleep yet?"

"..." I lay still, not answering his question.

"Are you sleepy?" As he walked closer, the smell of liquor
lingered instead of perfume that must had almost worn off in the
early evening.

"..."

"Why aren't you talking? Usually, you're still lively in the evening."

Vegas hunched over and sat next to me on the bed. So I turned to one side and moved away from him.

"What's wrong?" Vegas grabbed my shoulder and tried to turn me back to sleep.

"Oh, right. I came home late for ten minutes."

"..."

"I got home at exactly four o'clock, but I went to the bathroom downstairs first."
Vegas pulled me to lie on the side so I could face him.

"Isn't there a bathroom over here?" I said hoarsely. My confused brain tried to analyze Vegas' behavior. Then I suddenly thought to myself about the possibility that if he really liked me, maybe it wouldn't be that bad.

"I drank several glasses. At half past three, I hurried to the curry
shop. I didn't have much time topee, I felt like dying," said Vegas jokingly.

"Whatever, I'm sleepy now. Get out." I pushed him away and
lifted the blanket over my head. The bastard Vegas hugged me
tightly before rising from the bedside. I heard his footsteps as he walked towards the bathroom. I took off the blanket and took a deep breath. Because of the words Nop had said, I had to reorganize all my plans in my brain. If Vegas was playing
games with me, then I was either in a losing or winning state
now.

People like Vegas are bullshit. He's such a hypocrite. / People
like him don't have a heart. He just wants to win every day. His
parents didn't raise that bastard well. / People like him are
demons. When he was a kid, he pushed me down the tree which
injured my head, and then blamed Kinn. He's been a bad boy since childhood. / He used to steal Kinn's boyfriends in
kindergarten as well, I'll tell you, but it's good that Kim wasn't
that serious, hehe. <<
The voice of the young master who used to curse Vegas flowed back into my head. All the time at the major clan's home, I've listened to him talk about Vegas
countless times and it was certainly never good things.

While I was thinking hard, my eyes opened to see Vegas placing
his mobile phone on the table infront of the mirror. My heart
twitched with excitement. He must be drunk for sure which was why he ignored it like this.

Normally, he was careful, but he was probably not conscious anymore at the moment. I quickly grabbed the phone. My hands began to tremble. I had a way to survive once I call someone from the major clan.

But fuck! It was locked with a code. I tried to enter a password,
then I remembered the events ofthe first day I came here, so I
tried the same code as the computer in his office but it didn't work.

Should I call the emergency number and contact the police? All right. But suddenly, Vegas' phone vibrated and got a
notification from the LINE app.

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