I saw someone on Twitter say that what if after Vegas was shot instead of the hospital he'd wake up in past... And since I didn't see anyone write about this i decided maybe i should give it a try?? I'm gonna start right from episode 2 and those little crumbs of VegasPete that we got before their story officially beg...
What happens if Pete was a mafia instead of Vegas?if you are looking for ruthless Vegas then this is not what you are looking for. Good boys go to the heaven but bad boys bring you heaven .
A marriage arranged by the heads of both the families brought Vegas pete together, but will they be able to make everything work amidst all the misunderstandings? There are a number of obstacles waiting to hinder their story with the biggest one being - vegas in love with someone who surely isn't pete... Will they be...
The 18 year old Vegas held Pete's hand to make him his best friend.... But the 25 year old Vegas left his best friend's hand when his best friend confessed that said he loved him.... Are they destined to live as friends forever? Or they can be more?...
A vegaspete ff ,where Vegas is a spoiled son of filthy rich family, with an ancient royal lineage, royalty be gone now left is the pride and money handed over by ancestors. Vegas never really stayed in his father's mansion tho, brought up in Bangkok away from Chonburi, where their original castle is. Vegas is a big-ci...
VegasPete Fanfic🔞 Vegas is a ruthless mafia boss who gets everything he wants and Pete is a mere Bartender at a bar working to pay for his Dad debts... What is the coincidence that made them meet? and what is the deal they will make? Will Pete agree to the deal? 📢This is my own idea and it does not follow the Novel...
A Forced Marriage trope🔞 When Pete finally dared to confess his love, he found himself being forced to marry a cold-blooded stranger whom he had to spend his entire life with, That's when his life completely changed from worse to the worst, Only then he knew that it was going to be his darkest cage. 📢This is my own...
