𝐋𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐃𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐧

Little demon 19

The minor family house was in great chaos as the two brothers were in a heated argument. The bodyguards all heard the noises but didn't dare go in. They all stayed back according to orders.

Venice who couldn't take the situation anymore gives out a long sigh and plopped down on the couch. Pete left three days ago for Chumphon. He had to attend to an issue with his grandparents. It's been three days already and Venice wished his Pa was home already. There's no way he could handle these two.

Venice decides to go out of the house and just as he did, he saw Pete and quickly runs to him.

"You're finally back Pa!" He screams.

"I'm back pumpkin," Pete responds but noticed Venice wasn't as happy as he thought the boy would be.

"Why are you looking gloomy?"

"Daddy and P'Macau are having a heavy argument inside the house." Pete's eyes instantly widens and started walking into the house holding Venice by the hand.

"You should fucking know these people are off limits and yet you went ahead to woo their son? What the hell were you thinking Macau, you are better than that!" Pete looked at Venice confused and the boy just shrugged.

"Even though we do business with those idiots, I will never entertain the idea of you going out with their son. I fucking hate their guts!" Vegas states angrily.

"You don't like their guts doesn't mean I should hate their son and besides, I choose to like whomever I want!" Macau came back at him.

"You know I could kick your ass right now? I love you so very much but I will not let this crazy fling of yours go on."

"And what's worse, you even let the little demon in on it and he also damn well kept it a secret after taking your bribe but accidentally slipped during lunch." Vegas shot Venice a look and the boy hid behind Pete, not wanting to look at Vegas. He accidentally spilled the beans and it led to all this.

"I just don't get what your problem is bro, just let me deal with my business!" Macau said loudly and Pete brought his hand up to his head to massage his temple.

"What at all is going on here? You guys are---" Pete's words were cut off suddenly and gasped when Vegas angrily pushed the wine together with the glasses off the table, making them smash to the ground." Venice and Pete both flinched at the action. Pete has had enough of their nonsense.

"What the hell? Did you guys just trash my living room?" Pete shouts with rage and both Vegas and Macau turned to look at him as if they had no clue about what happened.

Pete always took care of the living room by himself instead of letting the workers do it and they are trashing it as this annoyed him to no end. "Yes, I'm talking to you crazy brothers. Do you both know how difficult it is to clean the living room with all you privileged spoilt brats doing nothing and not helping?

"Pete just shut the hell up, it's best not to interfere. I'm trying to make Macau see the reason. Talk about the living room later."

Even a cockroach would have done a better job at scaring me. Pete thought to himself.

"No, you shut up Vegas!" Pete shouts and the whole room went silent instantly one could even hear a pin drops to the ground.

Vegas and Macau's eyes were now wide looking at Pete. Even Venice came out of hiding behind him and went to stand beside Vegas. They rarely saw Pete this angry and it was really scary.

"If you two brothers want to fight each other so badly, then go and knock yourselves out but make sure you do it in the backyard somewhere which is not my obligation to clean. I don't care if you two cut your limbs off and threw it at each other but don't you dare add to my cleaning problem!"