Vegas Clairemont wasn't always the hot-blooded bastard everyone knew him to be but he'd slowly but surely grown into it. Being a Clairemont took guts and he realized he'd have to live up to the name sooner or later. He had it all, money, connections, attention, all with the snap of a finger. If there was one thing he badly strived to weld, it was control. Control gave access, it wasn't fleeting. He learnt that you truly had to be assertive to own the room. He just had to be in control.“You wanna what?" Julian asked, raising his brows in astonishment, trying to search for any sign to prove that his best friend was apparently delirious this morning. “I said I want to know everything about this boy, what he does in his spare time, who he hangs out with, what he has for lunch, everything!" Vegas thundered exasperated. He'd told them about the boy earlier on the way to campus, since they'd taken his car for the day, being that both of his friends had been too lazy to drive. He personall
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