The long-lost love (VegasPete)

Chapter 21 - What are you talking about Khun Noo?

Author's note: Hello people. Remember how I said I have time to finish this story? Turns out I don't. Please bear with me on the updates. I am back at uni starting my dissertation, so the updates will be slower. Other than that enjoy this and thanks for likes and comments.

Kinn's POV:

I am still furious when we are in the car on our way back home from the minor family's house. I disliked Vegas' behaviour, but I am used to it. Its Vegas. What I am actually furious about is Pete. He just let Vegas talk to me and Arm like that without doing anything and then proceeded to throw us out? Unbelievable.

"What was Vegas talking about?" Porsche asks me and snaps me out of my thoughts. I know what he is asking about but I cannot tell him. Not now at least. He is too hot-headed and god knows what he would do. So I just keep quiet, but unfortunately for me, my boyfriend is persistent.

"What is the Vietnamese deal about Kinn?" he asks again

"Nothing. The usual stuff. Vegas just thinks I cannot handle my work," I try to not make a big deal out of it. Although I would like to know how Vegas knew exactly what was going on. He knows the new head of Vietnamese, and I am wondering what he meant when he said I can go sleep with them on my own. Did he ever sleep with him? Did his father make him? Is that what is going on?

I ponder about whether to ask Porsche about his opinion or not when we reach the house. As we are getting out of the car I am still deep in my thoughts. I cannot ask Porsche about his opinion on Vegas' behaviour without telling him at least something about the Vietnamese and I am not sure I want to do that. He won't take it easy as I know him.

Without even realizing it I find myself in my study without Porsche. I sit there for a while and consider my options. If I tell him now it will prevent someone else from telling him, but he might do something stupid as a response.

A few minutes pass by when I get up determined to tell him at least something. There's only one place where he could go. I wander around the halls, heading to the bodyguard's room when I spot Porsche heading out of there. He doesn't see me. He is too drawn to the phone screen he is squeezing in his hands. A phone I don't recognize.

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Porsche's POV:

I finish texting with Pete without knowing who is the person he added to the chat. I want to know desperately, but I also understand that it's not a piece of information that can be disclosed via phone. No matter how secure it is.

We agree on a meeting this evening. I think this is a good time to show them what I found last month. I just need to go and get it.

When leaving the main house I meet my little brother walking in my direction.

"Hey Phi! Where are you going?" he asks when we are just a few steps apart.

"Porschay," I say cheerfully. It's always good to see him. Especially without Kim. Shame I have to leave.

"I am just going to take care of some stuff for Kinn. What are you up to?"

"Nothing. I am bored. Kim left to take care of some stuff," he shows quotes with his hands as he says it, "too and I am already done with school work so I am bored. Do you think maybe I could tag along with you?" he asks enthusiastically.

"Absolutely no! Sorry." He sighs at my rejection.

"Maybe see what Thankhun is doing," I suggest and start walking towards the main entrance. Porschay follows me and when we come to the door I spot Macau on the stairs talking to one of our new bodyguards, Dallas I think.