Chepter 4

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VEGAS POV

“Do you have anything on he?” Alex asked, only mildly interested. Human relationships meant nothing to him, which was why I enjoyed his presence. I could voice whatever bullshit crossed my mind without worrying about offending him.

“Not a thing, unless you mean he occasional alcohol consumption. I doubt that’s enough.”

“he’s got you.”

Yep, Pete had me. Since he caught me with Mr. Win a month ago, he’d never stopped reminding me of he new advantage, and only a few days ago he’d finally used it to blackmail me into getting he and he bestie Team into Boun’s birthday party. I knew those two had something else planned than shaking their booties to the beat but I was in Pete’s hands, and he knew it.

As expected, the party turned out to be a major shitshow that ended with Team crying he eyes out over something he fiancé Boun had done and Pete panicked because of he friend’s state. I was majorly pissed because it was only a matter of time before someone would let something slip to Phongsakorn Saengtham . Dad was already suspicious too. My career was about to go down the drain, all thanks to little Mr. Perfect.

After the party, I dragged Pete up to he room in the Saengtham lodge where we were staying. “Stay in this room and don’t do anything stupid tonight. I’m sick of dealing with this.”

Pete crossed he arms over he chest. “Maybe you should stay here with me to make sure I behave.”

“No thanks. I don’t need any more drama in my life than I already have. I’m sure Boun would agree with me.”

He eyes flashed and he sauntered closer to me, which looked strange in he Chucky the murder doll costume he’d picked for the costume party.

“Maybe it would be the kind of drama you enjoy.”

I cocked an eyebrow. If Pete thought he could seduce me dressed like a killer puppet, he had to be more drunk than I thought, though I hadn’t seen he drink any alcohol. “I don’t think you have anything to offer that I’d enjoy.”

Now he was furious, which fit he killer doll costume so much better than the seductress expression. “We both know that’s not true.”

I didn’t want to consider what Pete might have to offer. Not tonight, not ever. “Go to sleep, Pete.”

I turned but Pete grabbed my arm. I gritted my teeth. he was testing my patience.

“You don’t mind bending the rules, so why don’t you with me?”

I glared down at he. “I’m not interested in you, Pete. I won’t have your dad skin my balls for the sloppy, inexperienced fumbling of a virgin boy.”

“Who says I’m a Virgin?”

I laughed. This boy had written virgin all over he forehead whenever he pranced around me. “Because I have been guarding you for years and you were never alone with a guy unsupervised.”

“That’s not true. I was alone with Marco when our families met.” he let he fingertips wander up my chest until I pushed he hand down. “I think he’d tell you I’m worth the drama.”

I had half a mind to give he a dose of he own medicine and throw he on the bed. Maybe he was playing around but he’d become the little prude virgin the second he was in bed with me. There was no way in hell that Marco had dared going near he with Phongsakorn Saengtham nearby. Pete was a good liar but that story was too ridiculous.

I took a deep breath through my nose, resisting the urge. I was a fucking adult and wouldn’t let a teenage boy’s provocation drive me to inappropriate actions. I released he as if he’d burned me. “This is my last warning, if you don’t stop this bullshit, I’ll resign.”

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