SWEET

CHAPTER 20

Vegas’ new liquor company launched quietly at first, but it quickly took off.

Orders poured in from everywhere, and Vegas watched, a mix of pride and relief washing over him.

For the first time, he could see a future where money wasn’t a problem, where Kim and Porchay could live without fear or limits.

One evening, after the company’s first big success, Vegas pulled both Kim and Porchay aside.

The air was warm, the city lights flickering through the windows. “I don’t want to wait any longer,” Vegas said, voice steady but soft. “I want to spend my life with both of you. Will you marry me?”

Kim blinked, stunned for just a second before a teasing smile spread across his face.

Porchay’s eyes widened, and for a heartbeat neither of them spoke.

Then Kim’s hand found Vegas’, and Porchay’s small hand slipped between them. “Yes,” Kim and Porchay answered, and Vegas slipped the diamond rings around their fingers.

The news didn’t stay secret for long.

Porsche, ever the dramatic one, immediately freaked out when he heard.

“Wait! Chay hasn’t even graduated yet! This is insane!”

Kinn stood beside him silently, arms crossed, observing. He never intervened in these kinds of arguments; he just let the chaos roll over him.

Vegas simply laughed softly. “We’ll wait until a week after Chay’s graduation. That’s our wedding date.”

Despite Porsche’s protests, a calm determination settled over the trio. They had survived so much, and now they could plan the life they wanted.Together.

The sun shone warmly over the school courtyard as Porchay stepped onto the stage, diploma in hand. Porchay had already done the final exam and was graduating.

Vegas, Kim, Porsche, Kinn, and Tankhun were all in the crowd, waving enthusiastically.

Kinn had been dragged along, arms crossed, looking slightly annoyed but secretly proud.

Vegas beamed, his hand resting lightly on Kim’s, a silent display of comfort and ownership.

One by one, they lined up to take photos with Porchay. Vegas hugged him tightly, whispering, “I’m so proud of you, Chay.”

Kim leaned in next, ruffling Porchay’s hair and teasing, “Finally done with all that studying, huh? You’ll have more time to bother me now.” Porchay laughed, squeezing Kim’s hand.

Tankhun, dressed in his favorite shiny jacket and carrying his designer handbag with flair, clapped his hands loudly. “Chay! Look at you! Finished school and already about to get married! I am living for this energy!”

Porsche, ever protective, snorted and muttered, “Leave him alone, Tankhun.”

Tankhun then leaned over and poked Kim in the side. “How does a person with no heart love someone so much? Explain that to me!”

Kim scoffed at him."Why are you more excited than Chay himself? You're not even graduating."

"Hoyy Kimm. You haven't changed at all.Always destroying the fun moments. Thought my baby would atleast tame you." With thate, Tankhun flipped his imaginary hair and sashayed away.

Macau, graduating alongside Porchay, waved at them all, his face glowing with excitement. “We did it! Finally!”

The group erupted in laughter, photos, and playful teasing, a whirlwind of joy. Vegas held Kim and Porchay close, his eyes sparkling with love and relief.

For once, he didn’t worry about money, danger, or the past—only the people he cherished most.

Back at Kim’s house, the three of them—Vegas, Kim, and Porchay—sat around the living room, a stack of wedding magazines and a laptop open in front of them.

Vegas leaned back on the sofa, a bright, excited smile plastered across his face.

“Alright, let’s set the date. Porchay, your graduation’s done, so we can plan a week after that. Perfect timing.”

Porchay’s eyes widened. “A week? That’s… really soon!”

Kim chuckled, draping an arm around Vegas. “Vegas always moves fast. You should’ve expected it.” He winked at Porchay, who blushed in return.

Vegas ignored the teasing and continued, “I want it simple but elegant. Somewhere far from the city, peaceful. Just us, the people we love, and… happiness.” He looked at Kim and Porchay in turn. “No drama, no distractions.”

Porsche and Kinn stopped by during the discussion. Porsche’s jaw dropped when he realized how quickly the date was set. “A week after graduation? Chay isn’t even done celebrating school yet!”

Kinn just smirked silently, leaning against the doorframe. He never interfered in these matters, knowing when to step back.

Vegas waved him off. “It’s fine. Everything will be perfect. We’ll handle it together.”

Kim and Porchay exchanged a look, a mix of excitement and disbelief. “We really are doing this,” Porchay murmured.

Vegas smiled, taking both of their hands. “Yes. We’re finally doing this—together.”