Pete had a one night stand with Vegas and later they made it a habit. Then Pete meets Las, Vegas' twin who is was crazy about him.
📝: Another VegasPete fic. This story is just a figment of my imagination.
Vegas was now looking at his last chat message that was sent four hours ago;
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Vegas was about to text in their groupchat but he already saw Jay's car in the distance. He pocketed his phone and waited for his friend to get out of the car.
"Have you been here for a while?" asked Jay, Vegas' friend since high school until now.
"I just arrived."
Vegas pointed at his red motorbike.
They entered Midnight's bar suité and were immediately greeted by beautiful strippers and performers.
Vegas was cursing in his mind.
His facial expression worsened that people immediately noticed so they didn't try to get closer to him and they only asked for Jay's attention.
VIP table, where they are now sitting.
Some women tried to approach Vegas but without hesitation, he raised his hand signaling them to stop before they could get close.
"Why didn't you attend university this morning?"
Vegas asked his friend, because Jay is rarely absent from school. Only once in a while.
"Dad gave me a mission, he told me to find someone. That person is said to be a big loss to a Mafia when not found or if someone's already holding him."
"Is he dangerous?"
"Kinda. Can't find any information about him, no one knows even the alias of his parents, they have been dead for a long time. Someone just told Dad that he is the only son."
Vegas nodded, unable to reply.
He never heard about something like that before, maybe he would come to his father to ask?
They drank for three hours before decided to go home.
Vegas lit a cigarette while leaning on his motorbike, which was outside Midnight's bar. He turned to look across the street when he noticed four men who looked like friends.
Yok's Shady Bar, Vegas recited what was written on the light banner above. Is that Porsche? Kinn's boyfriend?
Vegas asked himself.
He was about to get on his motorbike to go home when he saw the man earlier from the University. That man was with Porsche and two other people who as far as he know were bodyguards of the Main Family.
Kinn's car arrived and picked up the three, leaving the man alone. Looking at his wrist watch before his phone, he looks like a lost puppy.
The man saw Vegas' motorbike which is his favorite color, red. Something made his insides come burning, everytime he saw the color red, he is losing himself.
Vegas is confused by the man's action.
Pete crossed the street, ignoring the passing cars, Vegas immediately pulled him because he was about to be hit by a car.
Vegas stared at the beauty of the man in front of him, he was so close to his face. He swallowed a saliva down his throat and gently helped the man to stand properly.
"You don't need to be gentle. I'm all good."
"A-Are you okay?" Vegas stuttered.
Fuck, his lips looks so kissable. I want to fuck that mouth! Frickin' Lucifer, what is this?
What was going through Vegas' mind, he didn't notice that the man was no longer in front of him but in front of his motorbike.
"Want to ride?"
The man turned to Vegas and nodded enthusiastically with a sweet smile on his face.
