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Chapter 17

Author: Valentina V.
last update publish date: 2026-06-15 23:57:42

“My driver’s going to drop you off,” Vegas announced as he rose from his seat. They had gone on for two more hours, poring over the design plans, Vegas asking sharp questions and Autumn answering as professionally as he could manage. The tension in the room had never really eased.

Autumn got up quickly, slinging his bag over his chest as he eagerly walked toward the entrance, too glad to be done with this. His shoulders felt lighter the second he moved away from the table.

“That’s enough for on
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    Autumn drew his legs back, trying to press them down in one spot as they finally got to Vegas's car, away from his nosy classmates. He snatched his hands out of Vegas's firm grip, almost stumbling a bit.“What was that all about?” he huffed, his face a mixture of confusion and annoyance.“Oh, is that so? Shouldn't you be thanking me right now?” Vegas replied sharply, but his face was anything but angry.“Thank you? You started this in the first place! If it weren't for you…,” he paused, his expression shifting into something more solemn now, hands wound around his bag loosely.“If it weren't for me what?!” Vegas questioned, shoving him gently against his car.“Oh, I know! If it weren't for me, those people would have eaten you alive. If it weren't for me, your life would've turned to shit by now. And if it weren't for you, we wouldn't have to be speaking to each other right now!”Vegas ran a hand through his hair swiftly, backing away from him a little. He tried breathing deeply, hopi

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