Chapter 18

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PETE'S POV

"Where are you going?" I ask Vegas when I saw him sneaking out of his room.

Wow, he looks so dashing my mind said.

I want to slap myself on why I'm thinking of that.

Now I'm staring at his open chest.

Damn, self-enough staring, I scolded myself again.

"Let me go for the night please" he pleaded.

Since I lived with him, everything he does and everywhere he goes he needs to tell me.

"I'm going to ask you again, where are you going this late?" I said sternly

"I just want to go to the bar just to relax" he looks frustrated now

"That's all? You can relax in your room, and if you want to drink, you have your bar. Why do you need to go outside?"

"I'm just going to meet my friends"

"Only friends?"

"Pete, just for an hour okay?"

"Okey wait here, if you move from your spot right now, tomorrow you're not going to see Venice again" I scared him

I went inside and quickly changed into something else

"What are you wearing?" Vegas complained upon seeing me

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"What are you wearing?" Vegas complained upon seeing me.

"Hey I'm not complaining about your clothes, so don't complain about mine," I said sassily

"Can you just change that short it's too small" he said irritated

"Are we going or what?" I said glaring at him.

"How about Venice?"

"Have you seen the monitor I was holding? Of course, I will ask Nop to look after him"

"Okie fine let's go, Pete, you are going to be the death of me."

After that day I don't know what happened to me. All the hatred inside my heart was gone.

And after that day, I keep on receiving flowers from him.

At first, I keep on throwing them in front of him. But later on, I just accept it and keep it in my room.

One time he forgot to bring me flowers and I complained about it and didn't talk to him.

I shouldn't do that in the first place though, because we are not even together.

My mind keep on saying that I hated him, but my heart is betraying me, again.

But I'm not going to admit that to him, Never.

"We are here," he said and walk to my door and opened it.

"So where are your so-called friends," I asked him while walking beside him

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