Porsche's POV
At the Diamond Night Club
"You must be kidding, Pol...Again? Arm really wants to be killed by Vegas, doesn't he?"
"Pete just called me to warn Arm, Porsche! But Arm isn't answering his phone. Nor Nong Macau." Pol says worriedly.
"What's happening? someone explain it to me" Tahkhun demands pouting.
"Uhh... Kinn, you explain it to Tankhun." I point to Kinn.
"Me? Why me?"
"Because...you are the leader of the family...besides he is your brother."
"And why Arm screwing Macau in some room at The Diamond Hotel has something to do with me?"
"W-What?! Is that brat with my bodyguard? Kinn, you incompetent! How did you let this happen? Soon the Minor Family will take Pol too!"
"Me, Khun Noo?!No, I want to stay with you!" Pol speaks afraid.
"Is that your job now, Kinn?...providing my bodyguards to copulate with Minor family's members?"
"Why are you blaming me?? Arm is your bodyguard! You are the one who should take better care of him."
"Ha! Says the one who left my head bodyguard to be kidnapped by that maniac and even forgot about him for a month!"
"Low blow, Tankhun! Will you ever use it against me?"
"Sure I will! Besides, Arm was working for you lately, Kinn! Story repeats itself! I won't lend you any bodyguard of mine anymore!! You're careless. Pol, come over here right now! Close to my side!" Tankhun grabs Pol's hand, furious. "
"While you're arguing, Vegas is heading down to the front desk to ask what room they're in." I push away the two brothers who are arguing.
"Pete said they're in room 1004." Pol comments.
"Isn't it the same room as that time...?" I ask, curious.
"That was room 1005. Well...Nop gossip that Kuhn Vegas booked room 1005 tonight." Pol says embarrassed.
"I imagine why. Vegas is such a sick bastard." I shake my head.
"Call to the room, Pol."
"I called, Porsche, but no one answers either."
"We're going there, but we have to intercept Vegas first."
"Call Kim. He's closer." Kinn comments naively.
"What do you mean to say?" I hope it's not what I'm thinking." He and Chay aren't here at the club?"
"Well..."
"You take care of your horny little brother later, Porsche. Make the damn call, Kinn!"
"Hey Tankhun, don't talk about my brother like that...he's naive...your brother Kim is a pervert!"
As usual, Tankhun ignores me.
"You two stop it! I'm calling Kim." Kinn calls a few times until Kim answers.
"What do you want? It better be important. Don't you know I'm in the middle of something?!"
That shameless one! I will break his bones.
"Arm is with Macau in room 1004. And Vegas is after them with his gun...can you intercept him?..."
MUTE.
"What happened, Kinn?!" I ask.
"Kim hung up the phone and blocked the call." Kinn said
"Motherfucker!" I will definitely break his bones.
"Let's look for Arm and Macau then." Kinn said.
"Wait a moment. If Pete is in the room next to Arm, why doesn't he tell Arm himself?" Tankhun said thoughtfully.
"Hmm...good question." Kinn looked at Pol.
"Actually, Pete's call was awkward...he seemed far from the phone...like he couldn't reach it."
"Hmmm..." that's all we can say in face of a naughty thought.
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Pete's POV
Now that I'm paying attention, I can hear the sounds that make me embarrassed. Why haven't they stopped yet?! I think I heard the phone ringing, but still...they don't stop moaning.
Vegas must have arrived at the hotel reception by now. I have no other way out.
"ARM!!!ARM!!!MACAU!!!" Can't you hear me? "ARM! ARM! VEGAS IS COMING TO YOU!"
Fuck! Handcuffed to the headboard, I can't get close to anything. And my phone battery died. How unlucky!
I hear the sound of the electronic door opening.
"Vegas, are you back?"
The room light goes out and I can't see anything.
"Stop this! You're not going to do anything weird, are you?" Sure he will..."Get me out of these handcuffs! My arms are numb."
A subtly sweet, fresh scent comes from the person sitting next to me. This fragrance...it is not from Vegas.
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Arm's POV
"Did you hear anything, Macau?"
"Uh...I'm hearing lots of things, since we're making so much noise, you know..." He giggles.
Macau keeps kissing my neck and collarbone underneath me.
"I think I've heard someone calling my name..."
"Hmm... I'm pretty sure it was me...you're driving me crazy...you are so voracious...I like it so much." Macau wraps his legs around my hips tighter. "don't you want to continue what you were doing?"
I think I'll have to go harder on workout from now on to keep up with him. Is it really his first time? And what about the handcuffs?! He doesn't want to take it from us. He tries all the time to be dominant in some way, but making him submit to me makes it all more fun and exciting.
"You're insatiable, kid"
"I'll let you call me kid only in bed." Macau says it in a provocative way.
"Haha...okay...deal..." I kiss him passionately and start thrusting him again. It's tight..ah..ugh...it feels really good inside him.
His body shivers.
I think he fell first for me, but I fell harder for him.
VZZZZZZT VZZZZZZT VZZZZZZT
"Ah...haa...damn...my phone won't stop vibrating..."
"Leave it alone, Arm...ah...ugh..."
"I can't. It could be important. I left Pol to take care of Tankhun alone ...I'm sorry... I have responsibilities"
"Okay...ah...ngh... just reach the phone...ah...but don't stop, okay..."
When I look at the messages on my phone's screen, I quickly leave Macau in a jolt.
"FUCK!"
"What?" He's still panting..."Have you cum yet?"
"No! Your brother...!"
"My brother? What about him?"
"He's looking for you at the hotel."
"But how does he know?!...fuck!...he must have put some tracker on my clothes...on my phone.
"Quick, we have to clean ourselves and get out of here, Macau!"
Vegas' POV
"Those are the names. Give me the room number, miss."
"I'm sorry, Mr. Vegas. But we cannot provide this information if guests do not consent."
"Look, MISS...my patience is running out here."
"What's happening?"
"Khun Sanya, Mr Vegas..."
"Give me the damn room number where my brother is."
Sanya accesses the reception computer.
"There are no reservations under your brother's name."
"Try the other name."
"Which name?"
"Arm's name"
Sanya draws an ironic smile on his face. He responds without even looking at the computer screen.
"Room 1004."
"I'm in Room 1005." I mumble, thinking.
"Interesting" Sanya smirks at me.
"You put Arm in the room next to mine..." He did this on purpose, this piece of shit.
"Here it is...a master key" Sanya hands me a card to open the door to room 1004.
"..." I take the card aggressively. I look at him with a murderous gaze, but Sanya seems to enjoy this.
I turn to head for the elevator. I'll settle my scores with this motherfucker later.
"Nong Vegas?!" Sanya calls me back. He calls me Nong to tease me.
"WHAT?" I'm out of patience.
"Don't poke holes in my walls. So make sure you hit the target this time." he smiles mischievously.
Bastard. I clench my fists, so I don't grab my gun and put a hole in his forehead
I have my priorities though.
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Pete's POV
All I could see was a shadow of someone who looked taller than me.
"Who are you?" Better start screaming "ARM!!"
"Shhhhh" A hand compress my mouth. I feel the cold gun barrel pressing on my abs under the open bathrobe. "If you keep quiet, you won't get hurt, Pete...I just want to talk a little with you. Can you hear me quietly?"
"..." I can't recognize that voice. At least this is not Sanya. I calm down and stand still.
I feel the gun being pulled away from me. The tone of voice is soft when the person starts talking to me.
"Good. We don't have much time to talk. In case you're wondering, I'm the one who placed the delivery order on you.
"..." Fuck! Where is Vegas when I need him? What was the use of keeping me locked up for two months if he can't protect me under his nose?! Unconsciously I try to move my body to get away. Of course it's useless, since I'm handcuffed. I hate you, Vegas!
"Don't be afraid." The person carefully places their free hand on my shoulder. I've been looking for you for so long. At first, I couldn't recognize you when I saw you at the club tonight...you are so different from what I remember, Pete. But being close to you again...I feel that...it's really you.
"..." What? This person knows me?!
"I'm a friend, Pete, not your enemy. I'm here to protect you, not hurt you."
"..."
He moves his hand to touch where my wrists are caught in the cuffs. Maybe it's not the time to worry about this, but I feel deeply ashamed of being like this, even in the dark. Damn Vegas...I hate you twice!
"But I can assure you that everyone you think you know...you respect... you admire...you love...every one of them lies to you all the time, Pete. It makes me sick to know how much you've been deceived by every single one of them for so long.
"..." What does he mean?!? Is everyone lying to me? Everyone who? About what? Why?"
"Besides...all this time you've been stuck in a safe house far away from home...do you have any idea what people do behind your back?"
"..."
I have two important observations:
One: That hiding place wasn't hiding anyone...okay...I got it.
Two: Trying to create doubt between Vegas and me is a very old tactic, my friend. Sanya has tried this before and failed. It's useless. Try another thing, pal.
"You collected a lot of information from Sanya's computer...including the information he stole from the Minor Family...right?!...Haven't you found anything...odd...?! I would look it closer if I were you."
"..."
Wait...information from the Minor Family? Vegas laptop? Hmn... in fact I didn't really look at anything. I focused my attention on Sanya's business and drugs to cure Venice, not the Minor Family affairs. And why would I look, anyway? Why would Vegas hide something from me?!... Vegas said we wouldn't have any secrets between us anymore...He made me promise it. But on second thought...I don't remember Vegas ever promising me back."
"But I'm here for you now. If you want to know all the truths they keep from you, I can help you. You can come to me. I'll be waiting for you. I know you will find me. You may not remember this, but you always found me Pete."
"..."
You can be damn sure I'm not understanding anything. Who are you anyway? How do you know me? I've always found you, you say...do I even know you? Why don't you show your face then, asshole?
I feel the person's forehead touching mine. So weird. Why is it always the weirdos chasing me? It's never a hot girl. Not once. This only happens to Khun Kinn who is gay. His hand runs over my cheek now. Ew...why me? why me? why me again?
Suddenly the hand that kept my mouth closed was replaced by lips, while the same hand caressed my face. I don't know why I didn't react. It felt...somehow...familiar.
"Because you're the white knight, Pete...and I'm the white king."
I feel a bitter taste in my mouth...I feel dizzy.
"White knight...white king...?!...chess pieces..." I mumble before blacking out.
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