SWEET

CHAPTER 21 🔞

The wedding day arrived faster than any of them expected.

Vegas stood at the podium in his black suit, the faint sunlight reflecting on the cufflinks.

His heart thumped—not from nerves, but from excitement. Today wasn’t just any day. Today, he was marrying the two people he loved most.

Back in the bridal room, Kim and Porchay fussed over their matching white suits.

Their nerves and excitement made their hands fumble over buttons and collars, and one accidental brush of their hands against each other sparked laughter.

One thing led to another, and soon they were leaning close, faces inches apart, sharing hurried, hot kisses, soft moans and hearts racing from anticipation.

“Kim! Porchay!” The door burst open, and Porsche stood frozen in the frame, arms crossed, eyes blazing. “Tone it down! It’s your wedding day! You can’t be doing this now!”

Both Kim and Porchay froze, cheeks flushed red, lowering their heads like little puppies caught in mischief.

Porsche pinched the bridge of his nose in frustration. “Hoy!Honestly… unthinkable,” he muttered, before retreating, muttering something about self-control.

Meanwhile, Kinn leaned against the wall with his usual neutral expression, clearly unconcerned.

When the ceremony began, all their friends, bodyguards, and family were already seated.

Kinn, Porsche, Macau, and the others formed a line of witnesses.

Vegas’s eyes tracked the entrance, and a small smile curved his lips as Kim and Porchay appeared at the end of the aisle, radiant in matching white suits, with Kinn and Porsche at their sides.

Porsche’s glare at Vegas was sharp, though he forced a tight-lipped smile, still clearly annoyed at what he had witnessed earlier.

Kinn gave no reaction, his expression perfectly neutral. Porsche muttered to Kinn, “You’re way too calm about this.”

Kinn just shrugged. “I don’t care.I only care about you.”

Porsche scoffed and muttered under his breath, but he kept his composure as Vegas took in the sight of his brides.

He noticed a small hickey on Porchay’s neck, the faint trace of their excitement, and his smile faltered slightly.

“These kittens… really couldn’t wait until the end of the wedding,” he mumbled under his breath.

Kim, noticing his reaction, leaned slightly toward Vegas and mouthed, “Oops.” Vegas’s lips twitched, half exasperated, half amused, as he shook his head in disbelief.

The ceremony proceeded. The officiant’s words were a blur to Vegas as he focused on the two people in front of him.

When it came time for the vows, Kim’s hands trembled slightly, and Porchay squeezed his hand for reassurance.

Vegas’s heart swelled with emotion, realizing just how much these two trusted him, loved him, and wanted him as much as he wanted them.

Finally, the moment came—the part that bound them together. “You may now…” the officiant started, and Vegas, Kim, and Porchay shared a quiet glance, full of laughter, love, and unspoken promises.

Their hands intertwined, and in a way only the three of them understood, they shared the kiss that sealed the start of their life together.

The guests erupted in applause, and Vegas pulled both Kim and Porchay into a warm embrace, holding them tightly.