Novel & Cerita Ch 5 Las Vegas

he replied. She scans the board in front of her for a few moments before landing her finger on a space. "Ah yes, follow me, we'll get you sat down right away." she smiled. The girl leads them through to the main bar and a restaurant. A view scanning the Las Vegas skyline ripples out across the city, football stadiums, old textile mills, new buildings, dazzling lights, everything can be seen from up there. It is oddly tranquil despite the chaos of the city below. The soft rebounds of colours hit every shining surface on it's way up to the 23rd floor where they walked to their place.

Jamie Henderson had just arrived at one of his Las Vegas hotels, The Bay Resort and Casino, where he would be spending the weekend. He decided to take a stroll around the expensive and extravagant property to see the latest renovations that had been carried out in his absence and the first thing that caught his eye was the club building.

Mandy immediately started speaking, while pointing to a fancy-looking wine bottle with neon green-colored content inside. “So I came here to share with you.” She continued, dragging Sacha to the bar to get glasses while Gavin and Steve followed the girls. “I am not sure about this Mandy,” Sacha first cautiously said while staring at the neon green-colored drink as Mandy handed her a glass. “Where are we,” Mandy first started, “Las Vegas of course,” Sacha replied, almost rolling her eyes at Mandy`s dramatics. Also staring as Mandy offered to Gavin too with Steve already holding his.

she continued gently, "it might be easier if you try to see this as an opportunity rather than a punishment." I sighed softly. We spoke for a while after that. She tried to calm me, offering small reassurances until the heaviness in my chest eased slightly. Still, everything felt unreal. Five months. Five strangers. And their father, who was known to be insanely rich and extremely strict. Before going to sleep, I found myself thinking about the countless magazine covers I had seen over the years. King in a sharp suit at some gala. Kyle performing on stage with a guitar. Keith smiling at a movie premiere.

Las Vegas? Of all the places I expected to wake up after leaving Chengdu, that city had never once crossed my mind. “You brought me all the way here?” I asked. “You came willingly,” he corrected calmly. I could not argue with that. He leaned back slightly in his chair before continuing. “I have business here,” he explained. “An exclusive gathering tonight.” I raised an eyebrow. “What kind of gathering?” “The HGS Clan is hosting a private party.” My hand paused halfway to the cup.

When I looked back up, she was slowly sipping her drink with a small smile on her face. “How long are you in Vegas for?” I asked. “Just until my boss is ready to go, the only reason I’ve been allowed out is because he felt like I’ve been doing a lot recently and he didn’t want to be the reason for me breaking down or crashing out, so here I am!” She exclaimed while getting another order of scotch. “Well I can’t say I regretted coming out tonight, and I can see you like the scotch,” I teased. The night progressed with us talking and laughing - can’t remember when last I felt carefree like this, without the weight of the world hanging on my shoulders. I must say, it’s nice feeling.

Emily “Come on guys. Live a little!” Jesse shouts excitedly as we make our way to the casino. “So, this is the famous Las Vegas?” I ask, somehow not as excited as I thought I would be. Maybe spending all my savings for this trip was part of it. “Are you kidding me?” Stela questions in disbelief. “This is life, Babe. Look at that, its Mark from the Beast!” I let out a sigh and try to loosen up. I might as well enjoy this adventure, I paid for it after all.

The Bellagio fountains danced under the Las Vegas night sky, spraying water in perfect rhythm while the Strip pulsed with neon and sin. The high-roller suite at the top of the Cosmopolitan was a world away from the chaos below — floor-to-ceiling windows, private terrace, and a king-sized bed that looked like it had been made for exactly this kind of night. Victor Kane, 42, stood at the railing in a tailored black shirt, watching the city lights. The tall, powerfully built hedge-fund predator had just closed a major deal in the city of sin. Now his hunger had shifted to something far more primal.

~he boarded the chattered private flight back to Las Vegas with the merchant.

Jason says with a resigned shrug. Chuck returns to the table and reports, “Good news, Mike’s free. His place is just a ten-minute drive from here. I paid our tab, so let’s get cruisin’.” Not entirely surprising to match his faux-mafia persona, Chuck drives a black Mercedes Benz. At least it makes for a comfortable ride through the outer slums of Las Vegas.