VegasPete (fanfic) ABOverse

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Porsche's POV

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"I suspect Big. Lately, he hasn't been following you. I think it's strange."

"He might not want to see me with you."

"But I don't think that's it. Before, he used to glare at me all the time when I was with you. Now, it seems like he's avoiding you."

"That's true."

"And the information you said got leaked and you mentioned only a few people had access to it. Like, they could just walk in and take it, which leaves only a few head bodyguards. Given that, Big, who used to be the head bodyguard, seems the most likely."

"Actually, I think the same as you, Porsche. I've had someone tailing Big for a while, even before your brother's incident, but we couldn't catch him doing anything suspicious. The only thing was he went to the minor family's house last week."

"Why did he go there?"

"My informant said he met with Vegas and got beaten up. So I called him in to ask, and he said Vegas followed him to ask about you. When he didn't tell, he got beaten up."

"That doesn't sound like the Vegas I know."

"Well, you don't know him."

"Alright, alright. Do you believe what he told you?"

"There's no evidence to prove whether it's true or false."

"So, what are you going to do next, Kinn?"

"I'm thinking of capturing and imprisoning him for now. He's the most suspicious, and we can't let him escape. In the meantime, we'll see which factions got the leaked information and then link it back to Big."

"Does Khun Korn agree with you on this?"

"Yeah, Dad knows and is currently arranging to capture Big because it seems like he got a hint over the past two days."

"Once we catch him, this issue will be over. I've seen you stress so much you've aged ten years." I walked over to Kinn, spun his chair to face me, and then straddled his thighs.

"Watch your mouth, Porsche."

"My mouth is fine. Everything else about me is good too, or isn't that true?" I gave him a hard kiss on the lips, my hands starting to unbutton Kinn's shirt and then moving on to his pants.

Honestly, I feel sorry for him. Lately, it's been nothing but work for him—family business on top of that. No one can really help him. Tankhun just holds concerts at home all day, and Kim, who knows where he is, as long as he stays away from my brother.

And while we were in the midst of a passionate kiss, his hands squeezing my butt, his phone suddenly rang, interrupting us.

"Can you not answer it?" I sucked on his lips hard, my hand firmly gripping him. I saw Kinn glance at the screen briefly.

"I can't, fuck it." I stopped everything we were doing, both of us panting and trying to calm down. Kinn then answered the call.

"Yes... you got him? Where is he now? Okay, thanks." From the tone, if it wasn't his father, it must have been Chan. Only a few people he speaks so respectfully to.