Vegas's POV
How dare Kinn lay a hand on Pete in front of me, as if Pete belongs to him.
I feel a hatred that I haven't felt in a while. The one that makes a hot flame burn inside me...accelerate my heartbeat...and make me explode in a fit of rage that only ends when there's blood on my hands.
I'm gonna kill you, Kinn.
"I think you're talking about me." Porsche approaches abruptly and toasts with his glass of champagne, positioning himself between me and Kinn. "I'm Porsche, Kinn's love partner."
"Oh I'm sorry! I believe I made a mistake". The business partner said apologetically.
Kinn releases Pete's wrist automatically. He averts his gaze from mine.
"Porsche commands the minor family." Kinn starts talking to the business partners who came with me.
If it wasn't for Porsche...I would have killed Kinn with my bare hands...and the business partner that checked on Pete previously. He dared to look at Pete that way... I just need a dark road and a knife. I'll ask Nop to arrange that for me on Monday night in my schedule.
"Vegas, come with me" Pete sneaks up on me by the arm to get out of there.
I still feel my hands shaking with rage.
"What the fuck, Pete!" I yell at him.
We stared at each other for a few moments, resentful.
A shadow appears in the corner of the dance floor where we are.
"Hi, P'Pete! Glad to see you." Yim smiled "I liked your outfit".
"What do you want?" Pete asks him dryly. "I think you two have talked enough."
"Ow...I just came to apologize to P'Vegas and you..."
"It takes three seconds to say "I'm sorry". Good bye, Yim!"
"But..."
Pete gives him a murderous stare.
Yim gives up talking and leaves.
"Why were you talking to Kinn alone? I told you not to go off the path to the table."
"And why weren't YOU at the table waiting for me? Why were you talking to that brat again on the dance floor with your other friends?"
"They are not my friends. They are business partners. I had to come and say hello and then I would come back to the table. Yim caught me in the way to apologize.
"Be faster next time!"
"Why are you dressed like this?" I grab his wrist. I'm still mad.
"Are you complaining about this outfit?"
"This is Tankhun doing, right? I knew it! I knew he would do something to bother me. This cleavage is too open!"
"You made me come here dressed as a priest to celebrate mass while you're wearing a see-through shirt sewn by Satan. Do I have to accept this peacefully?" Pete taps his index finger several times on my bare chest until my back hits the wall.
"It was a refined outfit." Which happened to cover Pete completely. Definitely an outfit for him of my taste.
"You're an exhibitionist, Vegas! I'm tired of always seeing a swarm of bees all over you!"
"...What?" Pete starts spouting off some weird bee talk. I can feel his anger. Pete's anger beats mine.
"It's bees that surround honey, Vegas! And they die after they lose their stings."
"Pete, what are you talking about?!"
"But I'm sure you already know that. You've seen enough stingers, haven't you?!"
He looks scaring.
"Pete!" When Pete starts having a fit he doesn't stop.
"You grabbed a lot of stingers and killed several bees after you finished them, huh?!" Pete pinches the collar of my shirt angrily.
"What is all this weird talk about bees and stingers?"
"Do you need more bees, Vegas?! Do you want bees to produce 'honey' for you? Answer me!"
Pete doesn't listen to me. His gaze changes. He acts like a madman when he's furious.
"No!"
"So why are you wearing this fucking see-through shirt and talking to this bunch of men...?"
"Stop it, Pete! You're my queen bee, okay?!"
"Queen bee my ass!...UGH!" I hold his arms and force a kiss that Pete tries to push back but can't.
It's the only way to get him to calm down.
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Pete's POV
OMG, Vegas dared to kiss me in public.
I struggle to part our lips.
"Fuck, Vegas...what are you doing?!"
He holds my face gently with both hands. Vegas leans his forehead against mine "I'm sorry...you are stunning!" He says in a soft voice.
Damn him...I'm too soft with him indeed. I feel my anger go away so fast!
He's not going to do this again, is he?
Butterflies play in my stomach.
"Vegas...there are a lot of people next to us..."
A sexy music plays in the background...maybe that same music that played the other time we were on the same dance floor...no...it's another one ...
This time it is Vegas who kisses my forehead. I don't have to pretend it was him because this time is real (1).
Then our eyes meet.
"I don't see anyone" He says softly.
"Vegas..." I whisper, letting myself be carried away by the moment...
He kisses me kindly... my heart starts to beat faster as our kiss deepens....
I wrap my arms around his neck.
He is right. I don't see or hear anyone either... only our breathing that gradually becomes panting.
I feel his tongue moving along my neck, leaving wet kisses on my skin.
[Jam and butter-fly (Oh-ah)
Feekin' sweet inside (Oh my)
Caramello high (So high)
When I take a bite (Of ya!)] (3)
"Ouch! You are biting me!"
"It's the song's fault...now I feel craving for something sweet...like honey...Let's get out of here...come with me, please." Vegas asks me in a plea tone.
I like when he pleas...it's rare.
"Where?!..."
"Room 1005" (4)
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Arm's POV
"I'm sorry for scaring you. I hurried before you left the building." I said, while trying to catch my breath. I was glad that I managed to stop Macau from leaving the hotel in time.
"Why are you wearing a mask?" Macau looked at me with strangeness.
"Oh this?! Masks like this one are being distributed in the club. I ran out and didn't have time to take it off.
"You look like an anime character wearing this haha...Texudo Mask or something like that...Why were you in a hurry?"
"Isn't that obvious? I saw you leaving the club..."
"And you came after me?!"
"Why are you leaving?"
"Uh...I'm tired...I had a lot of classes today...I'm not really excited to party late into the night. Where's Dr. Top?"
"Dr. Top? He's inside the club. He's pretty well known. Many people came to greet him and talk to him."
"You both seemed particularly lively in the conversation."
"He's a nice guy. Surprisingly, we have a lot in common."
"I noticed that. You couldn't stop talking to him." Macau seemed to be sulking.
"If I hadn't talked to Dr. Top, you would be talking to him...And I could not let that happen."
"...why?..." he asked me with a wavering gaze.
"I can't miss the train..."
"Uh???"
I brought my face up abruptly and kissed him vigorously. I let all that pent up feeling slip through my lips to his.
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Macau's POV
OMG! Is this really happening?
Is it Arm's lips I'm feeling right now?
Even though I'm out of breath, I don't want to take my lips from his.
No one has ever kissed me like this before. So passionately. Arm is not hesitant like on that boat.
Has he noticed that I'm kissing better? Hope so. I've been training...not with anyone else! but I've been training...
My heart feels like it's going to explode!
"Will you come with me Macau?" Arm asks me breathlessly in a low tone.
"Sure"
I have no fucking idea where he wants to take me, but I just know that I will.
"I prepared a surprise for you."
Arm smiles at me and takes my hand as we go up in the elevator.
"This elevator gives access to the hotel rooms, doesn't it? Don't tell me you..."
When Arm opened the room's door, I was amazed. The Diamond Hotel is the finest of Bangkok.
"OMG! Wow! Look at this view!"
I was amazed. We were in a luxury room on a high floor. The panoramic view from the glass wall was breathtaking.
"I've never been in a hotel room like this before. Have you reserved this room for us?"
"Mhmm."
I'm not a girl, but I'm screaming inside.
"It's so expensive...my brother would never allow me to put my feet in a place like this. I don't want to take advantage of you."
"Haha...don't worry. Khun Noo pays me well."
"I don't know if I deserve this much."
"I told you I didn't want your first time to be on the cold floor of a fishing boat deck (2). I want it to be in somewhere special."
Arm held me around the waist and kissed me tenderly.
SCREAMING! I can die already. No! Not yet...I need my first time with Arm.
"KNOCK, KNOCK"
Fuck! Who is it?!
"Arm...are you waiting for someone?"
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