Vegas's POV

It's been a week since our attack on the main family.

I will never forget the day where i missed my chance of becoming bigger and better than what i am..

But at the same time i'm sick of the version of me that keeps chasing after the approval of my father to feel complete.

The sight i had infront of me of pete and Porsche's hand covered in blood took me back to the day my mother was shot...

I was just 4 years old at the time and seeing pete and porsche brought back the most horrific images i had in my head.

I couldn't watch it happen again so i decided to let them go.

That night (attack day) my dad beat me till i bled out my nose.

How can someone be so cruel to his son the way he is to me?

A tear slowly made its way to the bottom of my chin as i kept a straight face on.

I couldn't feel a thing, Not anymore after what he's done to my family who was one piece but all the sudden became lost broken ones.

My thoughts were interrupted by a knock on the door.

I quickly fixed myself.

"Come in" i said calmly.

One of my fathers bodyguards came in,

"Hello sir Vegas, Your father told me to inform you about the event that will be taking place in a casino with a few people aswell as the main family." He said as he bowed to me.

What!? Damn it what the hell is this for?

Having to see them again will feel like a complete pain in the a**.

I nodded letting him walk out.

I didn't want to think anymore about what happened. Let's just get ready.

I thought as i proceeded to walk over to my drawers to pick out a suit.

Pete's POV

"Peteeee" Porsche said wiggling his eyebrows as he eyed me from head to toe.

"Looking like that you'll find a wife in no time" he added.

I smirked, pushing my hair back.

"I know" i said confidently as porsche laughed at me.

"Okay okay before we go hows your shoulder? I'm still confused on why you are being sent on this mission if you're still injured." Said Porsche worried.

I MYSELF don't even know why I'm being sent but i can't look weak infront of the others.

I'm the head bodyguard! How can i miss such an important event?

I shook those thoughts away and smiled.

"Do you know who i am? PETE ofcourse i'm fine! Stop worrying dude let's go" i said as i patted porsche's back.

○At the event○

I was seated at a big white table with my father who left to speak to some company owners.

Is this such an important event that my dad brought me? the main family was also invited?

Looking around everyone was so busy chatting about some random subjects that didn't even make sense.

Unfortunately the main family have to sit at our table.

I can't face that jerk again, not after letting him go without one mark on his skin.

I slowly lifted the glass to my lips as i took a sip.

A few moments later i saw kinn walking down the entrance stairs with porsche and pete accompanying him.

He took slow steps towards our table.

"Funny to see you here" Kinn said smirking at me.

Here we go.

"You too" i said smirking back.

My gaze averted towards porsche and pete when kinn sat.

I took a short glance to pete's shoulder.

He looks totally fine! It made me regret my decision even more.

Porsche caught me staring..

"Porsche! How's things? Come have a seat"

I said smirking towards Kinn but he quickly grabbed Porsche to sit next to him.

The last one standing was pete, I was curious what they were up to? Why was he looking everywhere as if they were expecting a sudden attack.

Pete suddenly turned his back when he heard someone shout, it was just a drunk man,

But when he looked back at our table he had a strong grip on his shoulder.

Our eyes met, His eyes widened as he pushed his hand away from his shoulder giving me a smile.

Why's he pretending like he's fine.

I couldn't care less about Pete when Kinn asked me..

"So why didn't you shoot that day?" With a serious tone.

I couldn't answer this question even though i had the answer deep inside me, I can't let them know the true side of myself.

"That would've been too easy, You deserve a hurtful death." I said as i put the glass up to my lips taking another sip.

"Is it because of pete?" Kinn asked.

I let out a laugh

"What? For pete? Who do you exactly take me for? Ofcourse it wasn't for pete, and it's definitely none of your concern." I said with a smile on my face.

Kinn didn't ask anymore questions, he leaned back eating the dinner that was placed on our tables.

I saw my father lauging with some more company owners but some people caught my attention.. Arm, pol and pete kept staring at him, Now that hit my nerves.

"I'm going to the bathroom" i said as i got up making my way towards Arm and Pol.

They both knew i was coming.

"Hello sir Vegas!" They bowed.

"Cut off the bullsh**" i said with an angry tone.

"What are you planning? You better stay away from me and my father, Especially my father." I added.

They both looked at each other then at Pete who still had his eyes on my father.

"Sir Vegas we can't-" I didn't want to hear it.

I took big steps towards Pete as i dragged him into one of the small rooms.

He aggressively tried getting away from my grip but i kept pulling him towards the room.

"Sir Vegas!" He said when i finally let go of him and shut the door behind us.

"STOP playing around pete! What are you planning!" I said with an angry expression as i got closer to him.

This man's insane! what is HIS problem!?

I felt the pain build up on my shoulder again. This isn't the time.

"Sir Vegas i'm here with Mister Kinn." I said with an irritated expression.

He slowly got closer to me but this time we both pulled out our guns towards each other.

It was silent for a moment as we both stared at each other competitively.

"Pete stop getting on my nerves, Tell me and you won't get.hurt.again" He said tapping his gun on my shoulder three times.

I couldn't tell him that our boss ordered us to kill his father. Vegas would risk his life saving his dad but an order is an order.

I felt his gun placed on my shoulder, Man this jerk needs to be put back in his place.

A loud gunshot was heard, With terrified screams following it.

Me and Vegas looked at each other seconds before Vegas tried opening the door to check on his father but i was fast enough to grab his gun and stop him, pushing him back on the wall.

"PETE LET ME GO" he said as he started kicking me.

I grabbed both his hands so he wouldn't move anymore.

At that moment i felt bad for Vegas, He truly loves his dad but their relationship was toxic after what I've heard.

Holding Vegas back was painful knowing he didn't get to say his last goodbye to his father.

It suddenly got quite again, Vegas had his head faced to the ground while his black silky hair covered his face.

He wasn't fighting back anymore, For some reason he became weak and fell to the ground.

I let go of his hands helping him settle on the ground as i got up and bowed.

"Sorry sir Vegas" I said before leaving the room to follow the rest of the bodyguards back into the car.

To be continued..

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