Rolling in his seat, Macau put his head on Nop's good leg as he threw his arms out, clearly bored. "If you aren't going to train Hia, who is?"
"No one," Vegas snapped, motioning for Macau to sit up and not use their injured guard as a pillow. "Pa's men are too messy. I'll just wait for Nop to get better."
Nop gave Vegas a look, his eyes darting to Macau as if to remind Vegas that he didn't have time to waste.
"Don't worry, Khun Vegas," Nop said with a scary grin. "I think I know just the man. I'll have to convince your father, but he's perfect-scariest guy I know in the business."
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17-year-old Vegas is rebellious and a complete failure in his father's eyes, so when Nop gets injured, they look to the main family for someone to train Vegas.
25-year-old Pete is the perfect man for the job.
(Fic contains brief underage Vegas, but nothing happens until both characters are of age)
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-city boy.
Pete is the grandson of a lowly servant in Vegas's father's so called 'empire' in Chonburi.
Pete gets a scholarship to study in Bangkok in the best college where only business tycoon and third generation chaebol, or people with royal lineage like Vegas gets to study.
Gun permits Pete to study in Bangkok, condition: he's to serve Vegas there, and report his activities to his father, aka a spy.
stay tuned to see what happens...