What Happened In Vegas Novels & Stories

If this was my punishment for ruining her life, I don't think I can endure it. It was better when she still stayed around town but didn't want to see my face, but now the case is totally different. I don't even know what town they moved to. My phone beeped with a notification, I glanced away from the road to check it, a terrible mistake. What I heard at the last moment was a loud crash, and blood gushing from my head before I passed out. Charlotte. Vegas is, well, Vegas. Not so different from where we came from, maybe more flashy and bubbly but anyways settling in was very easy.

"Don't hurt these people." "I know; I'm not that reckless." She scoffs. "Remember Vegas?" I scolded her as a reminder that she had started to blush that day. She went Rambo on the Order men; she had her weapon explode one and send the rest running for their lives. It not only killed but damaged the walls. We were lucky the clean-up crew was there on time before anyone noticed. Oh, they noticed, alright. You can't ignore the sound and motion inside a hotel with thousands of people coming from the building.

I wanted her to feel like it was her place too, since I desperately wanted it to be. We all loaded onto the plane and I made sure to get the loveseat for Beth and I to share, I wanted to be able to cuddle with her and I knew she might feel awkward since she wouldn’t know many people. We were in New York City in about an hour, and everyone loaded in. It was suddenly a whole lot louder, especially with all the kids. When we were in the air, Derek made the announcement that we were actually going to Vegas for the wedding and not to D.C. for an engagement party.

All because I had been too out of it to notice what had been done to me… What they would still do to me. I landed in Las Vegas yesterday, ready to celebrate my 21st birthday with a few close friends. Everything was perfect until we reached our final hotel bar crawl. We ordered glasses of champagne, and when I got up to head to the bathroom, a hand clamped around my mouth, and darkness took me before I could scream for help from Liev, my personal guard.

Valerie: “Why did you choose Vegas anyway?” I asked, shaking my head at the Alpha. “And don’t tell me that it simply happened because you tried your best destination. I think that there are more places that are way safer than Vegas.” “I have a few friends and allies that I am meeting there. Plus, there are a few things that I have to deal with. Vegas, no matter the lights and different packs and gangs that you find there, is a neutral city. There are ‘safe grounds’ and most tend to avoid misunderstandings as it is the land of business and poker.” He said, explaining the situation. I nodded and looked at the man for a second before raising an eyebrow.

We landed in Vagas and went to our hotel to get settled before the fun started. We gam*led, drank, and danced for hours on end. Vegas has no knowledge of time or just how many Elvis impersonators are too much but they do know how to party. Domenic and I never let go of each other, his arms were around me the whole time and I felt safe. I didn't think about the cafe, or the threats, just us and the happiness we deserved. We all stayed together but at some point in the night I went to the bathroom and lost my way back, I tried to concentrate but my mind began to be cloudy. I managed to get out of the long hallway and slowly made my way to the reception when I spotted Domenic.

I smiled and she clapped. “Great! Let's get you set up.” I didn't mind that she was going to make me look good. It was the day of my wedding, I needed to feel good. I stripped out of my clothes while she rummaged through the box we had brought from LA. I took a quick bath because I realized how sunny it was outside. People in Vegas really had it going for them. They rarely experienced snow. It was mostly the rain and cold at night and I could deal with that.

"What about Vegas? Did you get to see the sights? Meet any interesting people?" I fiddled with the edge of her blanket. "Not really. Mostly stuck in meetings about the new development project. Spreadsheets and blueprints don't leave much time for fun." "Oh, come on," Hazel groaned. "You were in Sin City, and all you did was work?" I smiled, remembering the casino floor. "I did try my hand at blackjack. Actually, won a decent amount." I twisted a strand of hair around my finger, hoping they wouldn't press for details about exactly how much - or who taught me.

Geneva was quiet when Isla finally closed her laptop. She had spent most of the evening working and barely noticed how late it had become. She reached for her phone just as a news alert appeared on the screen. A report about the Vega Foundation charity event in Vesper City caught her attention. She opened it without much thought. Then she stopped. Hazel stood beneath the ballroom lights, surrounded by some of the city's most influential people. Beneath the photograph was a name Isla was still learning to accept as her own.

“Even if you ignore his achievements back in Country H, think about the things he did in a span of a few days after coming to Hong Kong and Las Vegas! Because of him, Las Vegas’ situation turned upside down! The Hamilton family aren’t kings anymore! Even though the Mendoza family didn’t make peace with the Hamilton family, both families are now standing behind Harvey!