VEGASPETE🔞+HER CRUEL BODYGUARD

chapter 39

VEGAS POV

“He doesn’t deserve you. You deserve someone who chooses you!” Dad shouted.

The door swung open and Pete stumbled in, dressed in a wedding dress. Some of he mascara was smudged and he cheeks were flushed.

he froze when he spotted me. I sank down on the bed, my legs suddenly too weak to carry me. Fuck. I’d never been a fucking weakling.

he didn’t move from he spot in the doorway. “You’re really awake.”

I forced a smile. “Yeah. I missed your wedding.”

he stepped in. “I didn’t. I couldn’t.”

I frowned, hope blooming in me. “You couldn’t what?”

“I couldn’t say yes. I knew it would have been better for the Outfit and that I was being selfish, but I couldn’t say yes to Marco. I’m not married.”

“You left Marco at the altar on your wedding day and dashed off in your dress like a runaway groom?” I smirked, but my insides were exploding with emotions. Fuck. Pete had chosen me.

Pete rolled he eyes and huffed. he still hadn’t moved from he spot in the doorway.

“Why couldn’t you marry him?”

Pete gave me a pleading look. “You know why.”

I had absolutely no intention of making this easy on he. Not after what he’d put me through. “Enlighten me.”

“Because of you, Vegas. Because I love you even if you annoy me more than any other person ever does.”

I chuckled and opened my arms. Pete rushed over to me and half fell into my arms. he wrapped he arms around my middle, hugging me tightly. It took me a moment to realize what Pete had said. he’d admitted he love to me. I pulled away a few inches, scanning he face.

Dad cleared his throat. Both he and Macau watched us in embarrassment. “We’ll give you some time to talk.”

Dad stepped back, exchanging a look with macau before the two of them left the room and closed the door.

I ran my hand over Pete’s hair. he must have had it in an updo for the wedding but most of the pins had fallen out by now. “I’m sorry it took me so long to cancel the wedding. I should have done it much sooner.”

“You should have. Of course you picked the worst possible moment. I’m sure your father is already planning my beheading.”

Not that I cared. Knowing that Pete could finally be mine was worth an early grave.

he lifted he head, he eyes soft and actually glassy. “I thought I’d lose you. I was terrified. The idea that you might not be there anymore… I couldn’t bear it.”

“I’m alive, and I have no intention of dying anytime soon.”

“Ever,” he said firmly.

“I definitely intend to die before you, because I sure as fuck don’t want to live without you.”

Pete shook he head with a small smile. “This is macabre.”

I cupped he cheek and pulled he in for a kiss, wanting to taste he without the fear of getting caught, without the knowledge that our togetherness was doomed to be temporary. There was no expiration date for our love anymore. No wedding that hung over our heads like a Damocles sword.

I wasn’t sure how much time had passed, not nearly enough when a knock rang out.

“I fear this might be my mother,” Pete said with an apologetic smile.