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(Wrote this in my cringe writer era. Forgive me people)
The Italian mafia killed Vegas's parents when he was barely 15. His uncle managed to save him and his brother from the rival mafia and took them under his care.
Pete is an orph...
Heels weren't Pete's thing but he was trying ok ?! They made him feel tall but Vegas was still taller.
Right now he was burning in embarrassment sitting beside Vegas on the passenger seat of his expensive black sport car .
Earlier when he took a step wearing those heels, the floor suddenly decided to be a bitch and made him slip. Fortunately Vegas caught him before he could make a fool out of himself.
Vegas had said, "Hold onto me so that you don't fall"
This line had given him numerous butterflies .
Pete glanced at Vegas while the older's attention was on the road. They stopped at a red light and Vegas turned his head towards Pete.
"Are you nervous?" He asked out of the blue.
"Huh ? Ah haha no . Not really" Pete replied chuckling awkwardly. Shit! Did Vegas catch him staring?
"Don't worry it won't take too long. Just keep me calm during the deal" Vegas said taking off as the signal turned green.
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"Sir, we're here in the planned booth with Donald. He reported that they'll be here within half an hour" Big said through his ear piece .
"Hmm . I'll reach there in twenty minutes" Vegas responded making Pete look at him weirdly. Who was he talking to?
A tiny ear piece was attached behind Vegas's ear.
When Vegas pulled infront of a lavish looking bar Pete's mouth hung open in enchantment. This kind of places he's only seen in pictures where rich people go to drink.
Vegas parked the car in the parking lot and got out first. Then opened the door for Pete who blushed and took the older's out stretched hand.
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The inside of the place looked way too posh to be a bar but then again, this is one of those vip bars.
Pete was attached to Vegas's arm as they walked past people. People craned their necks to get a good look at the beauty in red dress and the hunk of a man in white suit . Everyone there, was dressed similarly as them.
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Jazz music was playing and a woman in gold coloured dress was singing while swaying her hips sensually.
Pete was busy taking in the exceptionally gorgeous details of the bar as Vegas led them to a lounge area.
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Some other people were already there. Pete recognised Big, Ken and some other guards of the Theerapanyakul family ; they were standing behind a blonde man who stood up seeing Vegas.
Vegas told him to sit down with a gesture of his index finger.
He sat down on the left couch pulling Pete down to sit on his right thigh. Vegas curled a hand around the smaller's thin waist.
Pete turned a pretty shade of rosy red feeling Vegas's thumb caressing the bare skin of his waist. The skin on skin contact sent mind numbing electric shocks down Pete's lower back.
He was lost in Vegas's touch when he noticed another group of people entering in the room. All of them were in black. The blonde man who was sitting, stood up seeing the oldest of the other group.
Vegas remained still in his spot but his thumb that was caressing Pete's waist, stopped. He tried not to glare openly at the man with grey hair and beard.
"Qui dopo tanto tempo" The man said crossing his legs arrogantly .
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No cuz Pete's chest was carved by God himself 😭😭✋
"Here after a long time" is the translation of the line the old man said.
