MasukAutumn's plan was to remain invisible, Vegas' plan was to destroy the faux safety net he had built. Autumn, a broke scholarship student with a traumatic past had only thought about survival- his father's abuse, his mother's silence, until he comes in contact with Vegas, the richest kid on campus by accident and tries to ignore him but he soon learns that Vegas Clairemont always gets what he wants and is given two options: reject the most dangerous guy on campus or become his personal assistant. Vegas is cruel, arrogant and direct. He is used to being in control and the world sees him as the reckless billionaire playboy who loves to wreck the lives of those he wishes. Autumn sees this little agreement as a way to make some money to help in assisting his mom as they had fallen on tough times since their escape from his abusive father but it's soon revealed that he just fell head first into the clutches of a monster who's become obsessed with owning him. Autumn tries to undo this yet a part of him loves that he is badly wanted by someone, that he's seen in a way no one else has. He now has to decide if he should walk away from this absurd union or experience the strangest relationship of his life. In the midst of all this, his father's presence becomes a looming threat.
Lihat lebih banyak“I can't keep up, bro," Julian muttered, slouching against the hard seat. Vegas turned his attention toward a group of guys talking about some new spots in town. Vegas definitely had no interest whatsoever in their conversation, deciding just to fix his eyes back on his phone when something in particular perked his ears. “Yeah... I never thought about her like that before, but damn, seeing anyone, and I mean anyone close to her really made me tick,” the guy with a black sweater thrown over his shoulders said with a familiar intensity, now leaning against the wall. “Yeah, dude. You wouldn't even let me say hi to her, and our moms have been friends for a long time," another guy chirped in, giving a playful smack to the other guy's left arm. The last class for the day had ended twenty minutes ago, but much to Vegas' disapproval, Remmy had insisted on getting some work done before leaving, earlier muttering something about the two of them just thinking about having fun. “Low-key Cla
Autumn cocked an eyebrow, watching Vegas' mouth twitch into a light smirk. “What do you mean?” Autumn said snappily, turning his face to the side. Afterward, they didn't speak for the rest of the ride home, only stealing glances at each other. Autumn had dozed off a little, soon opening his eyes to see Remmy's car parked close, to see Remmy's house, in fact. “We're here?” Autumn said, more like a statement, checking his face in the side mirror discreetly, while Vegas let himself out of the car. “Come on," Vegas said in a slightly irritated tone, already heading up the steps. “Hey, thought you wanted to sleep for the rest of the day. Didn't your parents wear you out? They must have surely stripped you,” Julian rattled on, moving forward to reach out for Autumn. “Dude, never say it like that again. And what are you doing here anyway? Thought you'd be with your girlfriend." “Well, she's off doing her own thing,” Julian replied almost immediately, grabbing Autumn gingerly as a dark
Vegas was a ball of nerves, trying not to sound manic, but fifteen missed text messages weren't helping matters. “He’s with me,” Remmy's voice came out calmly, a stark contrast to his fiery one. Vegas didn't know if the thought of Autumn wanting to hang out with his friend was something to cool him off or was the cause of the slight pang in his chest. He'd arrived just about thirty minutes ago, armed with a box of chocolate, not sure whether Autumn would like them or not. Frankly, he'd never seen him with a box of, anything, but it would help in his reason to see him. Ever since the party, the two hadn't been able to have a proper conversation, all the more reason why Vegas had agreed to spend time with his parents in the first place, preferring to hang out in his room at the resort rather than be around Autumn. These days, he hated how much Autumn made him feel utterly lost, which was the best way he could put it.“Where are you guys?” he said in a less fiery voice, sure that Re
“Remmy, what are you doing here bro?” Autumn heard it as soon as he stepped out of his last class, trying to maneuver his way past the crowd of people out front. For the past week, he had been stuck with him and Autumn had been very grateful for that. Apparently, Vegas had a family trip to attend, and Remmy had volunteered to drop him off every day. Obviously he would have preferred staying at his dorm in the meantime, but Vegas had said something along the lines of taking care of Mochi. “Alright man,” the other guy said, waving at Remmy, followed by a wink, and Remmy just stood there, staring at the guy's back a little longer than he should have. “Hey Remmy,” Autumn said on reaching him, leaning against his car slightly. Remmy turned around quickly, looking a little disoriented. “Hey Autumn, ready to go?” he asked, getting a little nod from Autumn.Over the last couple of days, they'd talked a bit, casually of course, but Autumn knew it was just that, and he could absolutely not
Vegas didn't go to the match. The moment he saw Autumn stand up from the table across the cafe, something clicked into place. A photo alongside too obvious information wasn’t enough. The boy who had been etched into his mind was right there, real and within reach. He wasn’t about to let the opportu
“What have you found so far?” Julian pressed, leaning forward with his elbows planted on the table, eyes bright with curiosity. Vegas shrugged casually, leaning back in his chair with that effortless, unbothered posture he had perfected over the years. “Not much yet. Scholarship kid. Architecture
Vegas Clairemont hadn’t always been the hot-blooded bastard everyone knew him to be. He’d grown into the role because being a Clairemont demanded it. Power, wealth, connections… he could summon them all with a single word or a casual snap of his fingers. But what he craved most was control. Real con
“Autumn! There you are!” Allison’s voice cut through the pulsing noise of the party with a tipsy hiccup. She pushed her way through the dense crowd, her eyes glassy from several drinks but bright with obvious relief the moment they landed on her best friend. She exhaled deeply, placing both hands on






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