Vegaspete: Romancing the Pain

10

I wake up early in the morning, still feeling a bit groggy. I don't find Vegas in the bed. So, I drag myself out of bed and stumble towards the bathroom to freshen up. Splashing some cold water on my face helps wake me up. 

After that, I made my way into the kitchen, hoping that I'd see Vegas there. As I enter the kitchen, I'm taken aback by the sight before me. Two new figures are standing there, completely unexpected. 

One of them catches my attention immediately. They have this stunning blonde hair that seems to glow in the morning light. It's long and flowing, cascading down his shoulders in waves. 

I can't help but be mesmerized by the way it catches the light, giving him an almost ethereal appearance. 

And then there's the other figure. A muscular and handsome man. He exudes confidence with his strong physique and well-defined muscles. It's hard not to notice him standing there, his presence commanding attention. His chiseled features make it clear that he's undeniably attractive. 

As I entered the kitchen, I couldn't help but wonder who these two unexpected figures were and what they were doing here. 

My eyes met with the blonde guy for a brief moment, and there was a completely awkward silence between us. I could feel the curiosity and confusion swirling in the air.

But before I could break the silence, the other man spoke up. "Hey, Pretty boy, who are you?" he asked with a hint of mischief in his voice. His words caught me off guard, and I felt a mix of surprise and amusement.

 "I should ask you the same, who are you?" My response seemed to amuse him even more, as he shot me a smirk and winked. The tension was palpable, and I couldn't help but feel a sense of intrigue.

Just when things were getting heated, Vegas, the one who had just entered the dining hall, intervened. "Back off, Valentino," Vegas said firmly, his voice laced with a hint of possessiveness.

"He is my lover," His words made it clear that he had a strong connection with me.

Lorenzo seemed taken aback by Vegas's words. "Pardon me, I didn't know," he said softly, his gaze shifting from Vegas to me. He smiled sweetly, and I couldn't help but feel a sense of warmth in his expression.

Vegas placed a reassuring hand on my shoulder as he spoke up, "Lorenzo is my friend He is here to help me. And he Akira Valentino, Lorenzo's brother,"

Just as the situation seemed to calm down, Macau entered the hall, adding to the already charged atmosphere.

I noticed a momentary exchange of glances between Macau and Akira, their gazes holding something that I couldn't quite decipher. It was a mix of curiosity, surprise, and maybe even a hint of attraction.

But in the blink of an eye, their gazes averted, and they both rolled their eyes as if trying to brush off whatever unspoken connection had passed between them. 

The tension in the room dissipated, and Lorenzo broke the silence with a sweet smile playing on his lips. 

"You know, I'll be working closely with Vegas for a little while. I hope my presence doesn't disturb you," he said, his voice low.

Curiosity piqued, I leaned in closer and asked, my voice filled with anticipation, "What exactly are you two planning to work on?"

Lorenzo's eyes gleamed with determination as he replied, his voice laced with a mixture of power and desire. "I am the leader of the Italian clan, and I will be assisting Vegas in reclaiming his territory. More specifically, I'll be helping him exact revenge on his uncle."

"Vegas has helped me in the past, and now it's my turn to return the favor," Lorenzo continued his voice husky with a hint of longing.

"We both share a common enemy in Korn. He took away everything from me, my family, mand and my happiness. It's time for him to pay for his sins," He muttered.

"Korn killed your family?" I asked, He nodded. 

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