Become a tyrant fiancé

8. Engagement💍

"Now sleep" Vegas swiped in beside Pete as he close the nightstand lamp and pulled Pete close into a hug

He kiss his forehead as he said "Goodnight angel"

Due to exhaustion, both of them fall into a deep sleep shortly but tonight Vegas feel a special warmth as he had been sleeping alone for a long time.

It's morning, and the sun shines brightly throughout the world. Take a look at this perfect figure sleeping peacefully on the bed but the shining of the sun disturbs him, making Pete frowns with annoyance. He soon opens his eyes slowly, he then sits up as he could feel the pain vividly all over his body especially down there. While he was in it, he is greeted by a familiar deep voice

"You're awake, you sleep all day" Vegas

"And whose fault is that" Pete retort

"After last night you're still this fierce. Should I tame you more?" Vegas said with a smirk

Pete bites his lips and turns his face away, trying as much to suppress his anger.

"Eat some breakfast" Vegas, his tone is gentle

Pete still looks away without uttering a word

Vegas' patience runs low, he never needs to deal with someone this stubborn, a tyrant mafia-like he only knows how to coax people with guns and violence but with Pete, his beloved angel he is rather more gentle and patient.

Vegas grabbed Pete's chin, making Pete look at him as he said "Eat. Open up"

Pete does not obey instead he glares deathly at Vegas.

Vegas chuckle "If you don't eat I will eat you instead. You know angel, I'm not much patience person" Vegas deliberately scoop a spoonful of chicken porridge, blow it softly, and bring it to Pete's mouth before he continues "Now open up like a good boy"

Pete's chest is full of fury, he tries so hard to calm himself before slowly opening his mouth to allow Vegas to feed him. Vegas continues to feed Pete silently as Pete continues to eat silently.

Minutes pass by, the porridge had finished. Vegas put down the spoon, he then takes the wet tissue to wipe Pete's mouth and brings a glass of hot milk for him.

Truth be told, this is the first time Vegas had done this sort of thing after all he spent half his life focusing on that legal and shady business but doing it doesn't feel that bad

Upon seeing Pete finish his milk Vegas take the glass and keep it on the tray, he turns to look at the figure with only oversized white clothes covering his body, and with milk stuck at the corners of his lips making Vegas laugh at his cuteness.

"W-what are y-you laughing at?" Pete ask dumbfounded

Vegas said nothing he just smiles, a rare smile that none other than Pete can see, he then raises his hand to wipe the milk from Pete's lips and lick it. The action turned Pete's cheek to crimson red.

"Rest some more. Your parents will come at 3" Vegas said as he pick up the tray turn his back walking toward the door

"They are here?" Pete ask happily as he thought his parent would come to take him back home but that thought disappeared in an instant

"They came here for discussion" Vegas

"What discussion?" Pete

"Our engagement" Vegas he then walk out of the room leaving Pete to his thought

"Huh?" Pete was shocked, he still had some hope to escape from this engagement but deep down he knew he could never

Pete keeps thinking until he falls asleep again, he can barely move his body so he stays on the bed. What a shame! If someone knew the only heir of Archelin was bed sick because of Ahem of too much sex.