I Love You Till Kingdom Come

Chapter 16 (🔞)

Pete’s Pov

 
“Venice... my sweet baby...” Khun Noo wept as he clung tightly to Venice, reluctant to let him go. Khun Korn had summoned him back to the main family for reasons unknown, and Khun Noo didn’t want to leave, wishing to spend more time playing with Venice.

After finally handing Venice over to me, Khun Noo embraced me tightly. Pol gave me a nod.

“See you, Pete.” he said softly, and led Khun Noo to the car.

Arm had left for the main family a few hours earlier, attending to some business. I waved at them as their car drove away, Venice gazing longingly at Khun Noo’s head, which popped out of the window until the car disappeared from sight.

I bathed Venice, fed him, and rocked him to sleep. Only then, with hunger gnawing at me, did I head downstairs to eat. As soon as I reached the room, exhaustion overcame me. I sank into the comfort of the bed, my body sinking into its embrace.

The bedroom door creaked open, and there stood Vegas, slowly unbuttoning his shirt. His gaze stopped at me, intense and longing, even though his lips did not curve into a smile.

I sat up, and his eyes lingered on my wound, exposed by the sleeveless t-shirt I was wearing.

“You’re back!” I exclaimed.

“Go to sleep, baby. You’re tired.”

“Come to me.”- I pleaded softly- “Then I can sleep well.”

Vegas moved closer, gently brushing his hand against my cheek.

“Give me five minutes.”

“Mmm.” I murmured with a smile.

He disappeared into the bathroom with a towel and a fresh pair of pants. I waited for him impatiently, my eyes trained on the bathroom door. Minutes later, he emerged, water droplets glistening on his skin. I swallowed hard, my gaze lingering on the sculpted lines of his abs. It had been an eternity since I had felt their firmness beneath my touch, and the sight stirred a profound sense of admiration within me.

I raised my arms toward him, wide and welcoming. With a loving gaze, Vegas moved forward, embracing me tightly, his hands settling around my waist. He buried his face in my neck and inhaled deeply, breathing me in. I kissed his shoulder gently, and he melted against me.

“I missed this...” He whispered, and we stayed there, wrapped in each other, words unnecessary between us.

“Let’s lie down.” Vegas suggested softly.

He lay down, pulling me onto his chest. I wrapped my arms around his waist, pressing my head to his heartbeat, a rhythm like music to my ears. His fingers combed through my hair, while his other hand caressed my arm.

“Vegas?” I whispered.

“Mmm...”

“Are you still angry with me?”

He was silent for a moment.

“Vegas, I’m sorry...”

“I’m not angry with you... not anymore. So, stop saying sorry.”

“I just wanted to keep you from worrying.”

“I know...”

“Earlier, you told me not to trouble you with meaningless excuses but…”

“I was just angry when I said that, Pete.”

“So, we’re okay then?”

“Hmm...”