[Under editing] (This is cringe, guys. I'm sorry ༎ຶ⁠‿⁠༎ຶ) The Italian mafia killed Vegas's parents when he was barely 15. His uncle managed to save him and his brother from the rival mafia and took them under his care. Pete is an orphan whose parents died due to a car accident when he was only 8 years old. Growing up in an orphanage wasn't the best experience for him. Things become messy when these two from complete different worlds meet each other because of a major misunderstanding. Was it love at first sight ? Obviously not. One's eyes held absolute disgust and hatred. The other's eyes held extreme terror. This story contains - Top Vegas Bottom Pete Abuse Angst Fluff Drama Smut Stockholm Syndrome Short chapters ✨Grammatical errors✨ Sorry in advance Published - 1st July 2022 Status - completed Vietnamese translation by @leidayy and Spanish translation by @bbiblesumett on Wattpad (No more translations are allowed) Rankings - #1 in violence on 20th Aug #1 in mafia #1 in vegas {on 4th Sep} #1 in pete #1 in angstwithhappyending on 2nd Mar #2 in angstwithhappyending on 3rd Mar #4 in boyxboy on 2nd April #1 in vegaspete on 16th April #3 in ships on 9th July

Arranged Marriage Trope of VegasPete. Follows similar events as the original story with slight deviations. Pete is married off to Vegas Theerapanyakul, the leader of the Minor clan Mafia family as collateral Damage to maintain the ties between the families. But is Pete merely a collateral damage or is he a bigger part of the game? what happens when Pete is sent off to spy on Vegas while maintaining the facade of being his husband?

You know when you were younger and they told you that you could be whoever you wished to be? You could grow up and become whatever you set your mind and heart upon? Yep, well I'm here to tell you that's a complete load of bull. So as I stared across at my fiancé, our hands conjoined as he read his vows- it dawned on me. Getting married at age 23 to a self centered lawyer who viewed me as more of his little prodigé than his actually wife was not what I wanted. Becoming a defense attorney at a record age to a company own by said husband that I'll never be taken seriously in was definitely not what I wanted. And making my parents happy by completely shutting down any hopes and dreams I've ever had. was absolutely not what I wanted. "Nope." I shook my head, glancing between the priest and Jake, my soon-to-be, as I yanked my hands out of his. "W-what?" He stuttered, looking back at me mortified along with everyone else in the chapel. "Fuck this." I shook my head, as I lifted my dress and quickly made my way back down the isle that was littered with people I'd never seen before. So, few hours later and I'm on the first flight to Maine. Why? Well, shit happens. *this book is unedited