Vegas has been sleepless this past few days that he cannot almost think properly because of fear, doubt and exhaustion.

The bodyguards who he hopes will give him clue are already dead, the other two are still recovering that Vegas can't still talk to them.

And now, what welcomes him after a long day of chaos was White getting into his nerves.

Vegas immediately went upstairs without even minding Pete's voice calling him.

He just can't think properly now. His mind was already numb that he just want to rest and get rid of the problems.

"Vegas!" Pete called his name once again when they entered their bedroom.

"What?!" With the same irritated tone, Vegas yelled back.

"It's not what you're thinking, okay?"

Vegas takes a step forward, his face was an inch away from Pete.

"What do you want me to think about, huh?"

Vegas never gets mad at Pete. He has always been understanding and tries to listen. Their arguments were only small matters such as folding the clothes, sleeping late and playing games. But now, it was different.

Vegas was torn between the stress he has been and the jealousy that was slowly eating his system.

"Is he the reason why you're so happy that I'll be coming home late?" Vegas asked with such anger that he can only clenched his jaw.

"No. That's not it."

"Is he also the reason why you don't want to have the bodyguards with you?" Vegas didn't even tried to let Pete explain as he continues to ask.

"Goddamit Pete! What's wrong with you?!" Vegas yelled that made Pete tremble in fear that he starts avoiding Vegas stares.

"Getting interested to White? Do you want me to remove his nails one by one or pick his eyeballs so he can no longer look at you?" Vegas said with his psychotic brain starting to work.

Pete looks at Vegas. "He was just talking about business."

"Business? Do you think I'm a fucking dumb, Pete?!" Vegas shouted as he turns around.

Even though his mad, he can control himself not to hurt Pete physically.

"Didn't you saw how he's looking at you?! The way he ask for your number? He drive you home and it's still about business?"

Vegas smirked as he stare at Pete from head to toe. "Are you flirting with him?"

That last question made Pete explode in anger as he strongly slaps Vegas.

Vegas cheeks turn red. When his eyes went back to Pete, he can no longer utter a word.

"What did you just say?!"

Now the tables had turned, Pete was now looking at Vegas with so much anger. Vegas was also stunned with Pete's response.

"Do you know why I'm happy a while ago? Because you finally talked and called me you fucking bastard!" Pete shouted at him and held his collar. "Do you even know that I have been waiting for your calls the whole day?!"

Vegas just can't move when he saw Pete's eyes was starting to form tears.

"I didn't bring any bodyguards because I can handle myself. I am not a fucking kid anymore! And did you know why Phi White decided to bring me home? It was because I kept waiting for you to arrive! I was hoping that you'll pop out of nowhere to get me like you used to do but you fucking didn't!" Pete explained and slaps Vegas shoulders several times.

"And now you're telling me that I'm flirting with him? What's wrong with your fucked up mind?!" Pete asked and left to go on the bathroom.

So he's just overthinking things?

Vegas sat on the edge of the bed and covered his face with his palms.

Everything is not just doing well for him now.

First, he found out about Pete's mother. Second, the bodyguards that knows about the story are already at the edge of death. He was also thorn between believing Khun Korn that he doesn't know anything about the Red Empire. Next, he must find Pete's father but Vegas doesn't know where to start.

And now, he just argued with Pete because of that leech White.

Vegas can already feel his body surrendering of too much stress. He sigh deeply, still covering his face and close his eyes.

He doesn't usually feel exhausted but these problems are not only about him but also about Pete.

For once, if he can just collapse then he will.

While Vegas was still trying to calm his mind and letting himself ease down the anger and tension in him, he felt Pete's presence at his back.

Pete then hug him from behind that made Vegas heart dropped.

Vegas can only slightly squeeze Pete's hand that were encircled on his waist.

"Are you okay?"

That question was enough for Vegas to surrender his soul. He felt Pete rested his chin on his shoulder.

"Tired." It was the only thing Vegas can say.

Vegas felt Pete tighten the hug.

"Are you still mad?" Pete asked in a soft voice.

Vegas smiled a little and tried to look at Pete with his peripheral vision. "I should be the one to asked you that."

Vegas admits that his questions were harsh. He just wanted to slap his mouth after saying those words to Pete.

Pete shook his head. "I know that I also did something wrong. I didn't even tell you that I will be meeting Phi White."

"Don't mention his name again."

White is his name but he can make Vegas mood darkened.

"Phi White has been talking about meeting Khun Ja as soon as possible that I forgot to explain it to you."

"Pete ..." Vegas called his name.

"What?" Pete let go from the hug and sat besides Vegas.

"Can you promise me that you'll never talk to him except if it really business or if your with our bodyguards?"

Vegas hasn't been feeling White's presence from the very start. The way he looks at Pete and would talk to Pete everytime he isn't around just made Vegas mad.

Pete nodded and smiled. "It's fine with me. It will not be a loss, isn't?"

"Thank you."

For a second, Vegas felt like the tons of problems in his whole body somehow became lighter to carry.

"Did I slap you hard?" Pete asked and cupped Vegas cheeks that still have the trace of Pete's palm.

"Really hard." Vegas emphasized with a smirk.

He can clearly see how Pete's eyes was fully of worry.

"Kiss me then it will not be painful anymore." Vegas joked.

He thought that Pete will cursed him once again but Pete immediately kissed his now getting numb cheeks.

"That's it?" Vegas asked playfully and pouted his lips. "More."

"No."

"Yes."

"Vegas."

"You slapped me hard." Vegas held his cheeks once again.

Pete then laugh and places tiny pecks on Vegas face from his forehead, down to his cheeks and lips.

"That's it!" Pete happily said. "But seriously, if you're going to something stressful, you can tell me."

Vegas gave him a faint smile. Sorry but I can't.

"Actually I want to do something." Vegas said and smirk.

"What is it?"

Without wasting any second, Vegas lips crushed on Pete's. His lips was moving fast as if he has been thirsty for a kiss.

Vegas sucked Pete's lips without even a pause until the two of them felt suffocated. It was just the moaning that resonated inside the room.

At least, for now, Vegas can forget about the world and focus on the person that's with him.

Pete has volunteered to monitor the transactions while Vegas job was to check every clients that wanted to be involved in their business.

"Khun Vegas." Nop and Op entered his office.

The two were looking and scanning the whole office.

"Pete isn't here, you can tell me." Vegas said when he noticed the two.

Op then placed a white folder on his table. "That's the information about White."

"What did you find?" Vegas asked seriously as he scans the papers.

One wrong move and White will probably end up dead.

If there is one mistake someone can do to his life that can lead him to death then it will be messing with Pete.

Vegas isn't that type of person who will sit there and pretend as if he didn't see and noticed a thing.

"White is the representative of Almandite Corporation." Nop explained. "He is usually the one that is being send to the field to check if the other person is worthy to transact with."

"And?"

"He is working for Khun Ja..."

"..."

Wistersorn."

Phongsakorn?