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Vegas had a terrible day.Nothing went the way he wanted.Meetings dragged on endlessly, filled with incompetent fools who couldn’t understand simple instructions. Some of them had the audacity to make mistakes—mistakes he had no patience for. A few paid for it dearly.By the time the last meeting ended, his jaw was tight with frustration, his fingers itching to strangle someone just to relieve the suffocating irritation settling deep in his chest.

There was only one thing—one person—who could fix his mood.

His home.

Not just the towering mansion. Not just the wealth or the power that surrounded him.

But the place where his family was.

Where his husband slept.Where his little brother existed without fear.


Vegas didn’t hesitate. He drove straight home, his mind already seeking warmth, seeking solace in the only place that mattered.

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The moment Vegas stepped inside, the weight on his chest eased by a little...

The air smelled of faint jasmine—Pete’s  favorite air freshener 

The distant sound of Macau’s game controller clicking echoed through the hallway.

Safe.His family was safe.

Vegas ignored everything else and went straight to his room.

The moment he stepped into his bedroom, his irritation melted away.

There, sprawled across the bed, tangled in their silk sheets, was Pete

There, sprawled across the bed, tangled in their silk sheets, was Pete

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His beautiful Pete.His Sleeping Beauty

His husband’s soft, rhythmic breaths filled the quiet room, his bare legs peeking from under the blanket, his arms loosely clutching Vegas’ pillow—like he was searching for him even in sleep.

Vegas' lips curved into a small smile.

How adorable.How perfect.

His bad mood faded, replaced by something warmer, deeper—a feeling only Pete ever managed to bring out of him.

Vegas stepped closer, slowly unbuttoning his shirt, letting the fabric slide off his shoulders.

Vegas stepped closer, slowly unbuttoning his shirt, letting the fabric slide off his shoulders

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