This fanfic is a sequel to the fanfic The Way You Taste. Vegas and Pete must enter a secret meeting called 'Chess Room' held between Asian mafia leaders to find out who negotiated Pete's life perhaps over twenty years ago. They need 'keys' to enter...
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Tankhun's POV
"Arm! Arm! Shit! Pol, Where's Arm?"
"I don't know Khun Noo. Maybe he's with Khun Kinn."
"You're not covering up his lewd acts with that good-for-nothing kid, are you?"
"No!"
"I need Arm right now! Go look for him!"
"What happened Khun Noo?! Is everything alright?"
"No, Pol! Nothing is alright! Someone that I trust don't trust me anymore! I can't be alright!"
"Who?!"
"You, Arm and Pete are like family to me, Pol... like my brothers from other parents. And I don't abandon my brothers...no matter how idiotic they are."
"Is it about Arm?"
"It doesn't matter. Go."
"I'll get Arm for you, Khun Noo."
Arm's POV
As I put on my black bodyguard suit, Macau watches me from the single bed where we had to huddle together for the night.
In fact, there were times when we took turns, sometimes me on top of him, sometimes Macau riding me. In short, two or three hours of sleep. But I don't feel tired. On the contrary. I feel refreshed by the feeling of love and happiness that Macau's naughty smile brings on his face.
"I didn't know there was a room in the weapons room where you work, Arm."
"I often stay up through the night. So there's a mattress here to rest on when I can."
"Wow, you work under slavery with my cousins! Come to the Minor family! Everyone has a lot more freedom and fun with us. Even under Porsche command."
"It's not bad as it seems! It's good here, Macau."
"If you're saying...but...it makes it harder for us to be together."
"If I were working for the Minor family, I don't think Khun Vegas would let me get close to you, Macau."
"I don't understand why he's acting like this. I'm going to talk to my brother. Hemust accept that we like each other... we do, right?...well...I know I like you.
I approach the bed, sitting next to him. I leave a tender kiss on his forehead to reassure him. But that's not what he wants. Macau pouts.
"There's no need to be insecure about it. I like you, Macau"
I place my palm on the back of his neck and kiss him passionately, as he wants...as I want too.
Oh no...I shouldn't do this...it makes harder to leave him alone to find khun kinn and the amount of work that awaits me.
