Universe (VegasPete) R18

Chapter 52 - A souvenir

8 months earlier, Bangkok

"What the hell happened?"

The two bodyguards bursted into the house carrying the body of a man covered in blood, unconscious.

"We got him at the hospital. We managed to get him out of there before anyone saw us...We followed the ambulance. He got shot."

"Who shot him?"

The men didn't answer, busy trying to carry the tall and heavy unconscious man to the couch.

"WHO SHOT HIM?!" Takahara shouted, grabbing violently the collar of the bodyguard.

"W-We were watching Tam's activities like you asked us...But the situation escalated when the son of the second family arrived. We don't know Khun Takahara... It could be the son of the second family... Or his boyfriend. Tam was with him tonight..."

"Pete..."

Takahara's face enlightened suddenly, his eyes shining bright, igniting the fire once more.

He walked towards the inanimate body; his face closed. There was no emotion behind this dark and wicked gaze that was watching the man laying down fighting for his life.

Yet, he crouched and grabbed both of his cheeks with one hand, turning his head towards him. He smirked looking down at the man unrecognizable face, swollen, covered in dry blood. He shook his head and chuckled.

"And all of this because of love? What a tragic waste of skin, Tam. »

Takahara pushed away Tam's face brutally and got up.

"What about Vegas and Pete? Where are they?" Takahara asked, buttoning back his jacket.

"Vegas left with the first family..."

"The first family was there?!"

Takahara suddenly turned towards the bodyguard, with a startled look on his face, taken aback.

"Yes Khun Takahara...Kinn and his boyfriend. They followed the ambulance that was taking Pete to the hospital."

Takahara froze as he was hearing those last words.

"What happened to him?"

"He got shot too, Khun Takahara."

"Is he alive?"

Takahara's voice was cold and distant, but inside he was torn. Not because he cared about Pete, but because he wanted to be able to keep feeding this obsession he had for the man he tried to own by force before.

"We don't know Khun Takahara. But his condition was critical...I don't think he is going to make it."

"What a shame...I never had the chance to have a bite." Takahara chuckled, licking his lips, his eyes lost in space.

"Khun Takahara...If the first family is involved, you can't stay here. They will come for you."

"I know."

Suddenly, the door busted open and a young girl rushed inside the room, a terrified and concerned look on her face.

She abruptly stopped walking when her eyes finally met the weak figure of the dying man laying on the couch.

"TAM!"

She rushed toward him and kneeled next to him, grabbing his hand tightly.

The tears started to fall as she was looking at his bruised and swollen unrecognizable face, covered in blood.

"Tam...Oh my God, Tam...What happened to him?!"

The young girl turned her head slowly, her jaws clenched, her dark and enraged gaze staring at Takahara.