I guess I'm the most wanted person on earth now. Maybe you guys will like me a tad bit for this chapter. Just maybe.
3/4 update for the week
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Vegas' eyes fluttered open, his eyelid heavy and his thoughts confusing. He heard a sound and slowly looked to his side and found Macau looking at him with a worried expression. He scanned the time and realized it was past midday.
"Where's Pete?" Was the first thing he asked after noticing his lover's absence, his eyes darted around. "I was with him last night in my office. Why's is he not by my side?"
Macau lets out an exasperated sigh. "You passed out and you were brought to your room."
Vegas suddenly clutched his head, faint memories rushing back to him. He remembered having a drink in his office, started feeling weird and just when he thought he had lost it, Pete arrived and they...
"Pete left the house in tears after shooting some of our men down." The younger one muttered.
Vegas was in total confusion. He was sure he was with Pete, and never once did he cry. "What do you mean he shot the guards and left? He's probably around somewhere, I'll search for him." He rolled the sheet off him and slowly got off the bed.
Macau immediately stopped his brother. "I'm sorry bro, but the person in your office with last night was not Pete but Ken. Pete saw something he shouldn't have and left in anger."
Hearing this, Vegas broke into a cold sweat, his head throbbing suddenly, and he leaned an arm on Macau's shoulder for support. "I was not with Pete last night? You're lying, right? This can't be." Vegas was beginning to tremble.
"He left, okay? He left and nobody could stop him!" Macau yelled before bringing his hand up to massage his temple. "What you need to do now is to find him and bring him back."
"What the fuck happened to me!" Vegas growled at his brother, almost on the verge of choking him.
Macau gripped the mafia's hand tightly. "Listen carefully to what I'm about to say." He said calmly. "The drink you had was drugged to stimulate your sexual desire. Worst, it was coupled with another drug meant to induce hallucinations. That is what happened to you. "You probably thought Ken was Pete and you..."
Vegas clutched his chest as he felt a wrenching pain that was surging to every part of his body. This has got to be a funny joke. He was with Pete, tears streamed down his eyes. Vegas was shaking terribly. What he was hearing was shocking. To think he was with someone else thinking it was his lover.
He rushed out of the room and stalked his way down the hallway forgetting he was barefooted. He hurried over to Pete's old room and searched every inch of it but there was no Pete.
He rushed downstairs to find his lover with his whole body trembling at the thought of Pete leaving him. "Please where are you, Pete? I didn't mean to." Tears streamed down the tough Mafia's face and his guards looked away to not make him uncomfortable.
"Vegas, calm down!" Pun quickly approached the mafia who was looking for Pete like he was out of his mind.
He noticed Pun and quickly rushed to him. "Pun, Pete is still here right? He couldn't leave me!" This side of the mafia was shocking to everyone present. They have never seen him like this.
"I told you to calm down," Pun said in a calm tone. We'll find Pete, just calm down."
Just then, he remembered Ken. "Where the fuck is Ken? I'll definitely kill him." Vegas growled like an angry beast.
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Fanfiction"Let's play a game," Vegas announced, his voice laced with sadism and amusement. "What's the catch?" Confusion clouded Pete's face as he hoped the game wouldn't break him. "If you win, you get to walk away with your debt as well as me disappearing...