𝐋𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐃𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐧

Little demon 28

Venice lovers, finally an update! It's been a while and I hope you enjoy this.

In Vegas' office, and on his working desk, sat Venice. He had forced Nop to drop him off at the office simply because he wasn't going back home after school without Vegas. Even though his presence was much appreciated, he was being troublesome on purpose and he did that by sitting at Vegas' working desk and intently looking at the man.

Moments ago, a lady was in the office and kept on flirting with Vegas even in the boy's presence, and it annoyed Venice to no end.

Vegas was completely immersed in his work and after some time, finally took a break to drink water. He rolled his sleeves up and stretched forth his hand to get the glass of water sitting on the desk, right next to Venice. He brought it gently to his lips, taking a sip from the glass. His muscle flexed perfectly, complimenting his physique.

Venice was staring at his every action and he couldn't help the next words that left came out of his mouth. "Ugh... It's your fault for being so handsome and that is why they keep flirting with you. I'll tell Pa to follow you here every day." He states while crossing his arms over his chest.

Vegas spilled the water he had in his mouth immediately his ears picked up on the boy's words. "What the hell Venice! You almost made me choke on my water." He scolds but the boy didn't seem to care.

"Daddy, you should stop working out. It's really dangerous." He leaned closer to observe Vegas.

Vegas scoffed at the boy. "Dangerous? It's not my fault I'm attractive." He shrugged and Venice shot him a glare worthy of throwing him off a cliff.

"There are tons of people who keep admiring you every day when it's supposed to be Pa!" He shouts and Vegas comfortably leans against the backrest of his seat.

"Funny how Pete has you fighting his battle for him when he's not around." He looks at Venice, a smirk forming on his lips.

The boy shifts on the desk until he was directly in front of Vegas. He leans in and rests both his arms on Vegas' shoulders. "I'll keep coming here whenever you're busy in the office and can't pick me up. I'll be the one to send away anybody who looks at you in a way only Pa is supposed to." He wiggled his brow at Vegas.

"Yes, Captain, you can do whatever makes you happy." He laughs and swiftly stole a kiss from the boy.

Venice brought his hand up to his cheek, "you'll have to stop doing that because I'm a grown boy, not a baby." He giggled.

Vegas raised an eyebrow at the boy's words and chuckled. "You just giggled and you tell me you're not a baby?" Venice pouts.

"Alright, I'll let you do that till I'm 15. Happy now?" He asks.

"That's not enough, I'll keep doing it forever." Vegas winked and Venice let out a frustrated sigh.

Vegas suddenly snapped his fingers as if he had just remembered something. "Hey buddy, you have always wanted to ride the bike with me right?" He announced and Venice jumped off the desk in an instant.

"Yes, yes! Will you take me out for a ride?" He asked, excitement washing all over him. "Tell me you're not joking because I'll be really mad." He warned.

There was no way it was a joke. The boy always wanted to ride the bike but he refused because he was too young then, but with his age now and putting safety measures in place, they could give it a try. Vegas leans out of his seat.

"I'm not joking buddy. It's the weekend tomorrow so let's do this, Are you up for it?"

Venice quickly straddled Vegas's lap. Venice groaned at the boy's weight. He was a big boy now indeed.