Devil Doesn't Bargain (Completed)

Chapter 15: Take Me Home, Darling

"Home
A place where I can go
To take this off my shoulders
Someone take me home"

~*~

I lay naked on the bed, tired and satisfied, feeling Vegas leaving soft kisses on my back. There was no place he wouldn't touch with his mouth, but he couldn't get enough, because he kept leaning over me, making more hickeys until it felt like they were covering my whole body. He headed up, this time focusing on the nape of the neck and the sensitive skin behind the ear, and I shivered, chuckling softly.

"It tickles," I whispered hoarsely.

"Mmm," I heard before he attacked me there again.

"Vegas!" This time I laughed with all my might, feeling my body tremble from his attack, and he hugged me tighter just to be able to bit that place.

"I love the way you laugh," he whispered.

I shouldn't have blushed, but I could feel my face turning red at that. Damned bastard knows perfectly well how to approach me. At the same time, Vegas twisted his arms over my chest until I was short of breath.

"Mine," he kept repeating, and I rolled my eyes.

"Yes, yours," I admitted. "But now you have to let me go. Macau is probably already waiting for breakfast at my house. I don't want Grandma to worry."

I felt hairs on my skin rise as Vegas sighed, but then he stood up as requested and pulled some clothes out of the closet. I watched as he put on dark pants and a white silk shirt. It looked too good for our everyday breakfasts. I watched him suspiciously, but he looked at me expectantly.

"I'm ready, are you?" he muttered, and I frowned and stood up, feeling a dull pain beneath my body.

I hissed, getting on my feet more carefully, and he immediately appeared beside me, asking if I was okay.

"Yes," I growled, putting my clothes on. "I'm already embarrassed, let's just go."

I saw an arrogant smile bloom on his sexy lips, and I wanted to blow it away with my fist, but I knew I wouldn't. The goddamn bastard got me in love with him first, and now he shows me his horns. I shook my head and we went outside. Immediately after closing the door, I felt Vegas grab my hand and butterflies just magically appeared in my stomach. Those little things, details that I started to notice, shouted loudly that he was really in love with me, and I cherished them deeply in my heart.

~*~

We entered the house while Grandma was putting rice and fried eggs on the table. Macau was already stuffing his mouth with food, and she looked at us reprovingly.

"Late again!" She shook her head, because for the last few days I've been spending all my nights in a hotel with Vegas.

Macau laughed as he watched us being scolded, then he decided to tossed in his three cents.

"They don't take care of me either, they're just telling me to go somewhere else and I don't even know the island!" he was looking at Grandma with his innocent eyes and I suddenly knew that these two were definitely brothers. Bastards!

"Pete!" yaa screamed, and I looked at Vegas helplessly. Do something with your brother!

"Yaa, it's my fault," Vegas suddenly said, stepping out in front of me. His voice trembled strangely as he leaned in front of my grandmother and a terrible thought struck me. Does he want to... "The truth is, me and Pete love each other and have been planning our future for the last few days. We're too focused on ourselves, sorry."