What Happened In Vegas Novels & Stories

Vegas said with an air of Finality, leaving the scene back to the front of the curtain. His leave, left a void of silence in the room. The folks couldn't quite comprehend what had happened. All the ladies had seen what had happened, and I didn't even want to comprehend what their perspective of me would be. Moose no longer stood so close to me, he'd long began watching me from a Distance after Vegas' exit. I sensed he'd have pondered over the possibility of escaping death twice. “Well, goodLuck” Reece said, referring to no one but me. I didn't know what he meant by that, but it didn't quite sit well with me.

He was smiling, the troubles of earlier momentarily forgotten. After all, what happens in Vegas doesn't always stay in Vegas. Sometimes, it follows you home and changes your life forever. And I couldn't wait to see what the future held.

I've never imagined my relationship to have any dent in it. To me, Chris was just the man I needed but now I lost him. I cried when the plane took off, I cried when the plane finally left Vegas. "What has happened has happened and it accounts for nothing. Plus, what happened in Vegas stays in Vegas." I consoled myself with a mantra. I lost Chris, goodbye to him. I couldn't care less. He's dead to me. And to Vegas, it was a waste of time and a memorial for heartbreak.

His voice trembled with emotion, his face etched with pain. The memory of his abrupt departure from Vegas, leaving his wife and child without a farewell, haunted Mr. Singers. That day, marred by his boss's relentless harassment at work and a chance encounter with a dangerous drug exchange. He was too fearful of drawing the attention of the cartels to his residence, so he promptly fled from Vegas. He didn't dare to return home or reach out to his wife, apprehensive that any contact could lead to their discovery and be used to expose his hiding place.

then he laughed before adding: "You urgently need a woman. What do you say we go to Vegas?" That day, of course, I ignored his proposal. I was too worried about other work-related issues to think about a party trip, binge drinking that would only give me a killer headache, and possibly waking up next to a stranger whose name I hadn't bothered to remember because my brain was numbed by alcohol. So, choosing between going through an embarrassing situation or diving headfirst into the final details of the company's transition, the choice was obvious.

A bitter smile crept on Caelan's lips as he glanced around the hall one last time. "I could take it all back… I made it, so destroy it I can… but…" he smiled. "I saved lives. I brought smiles and happiness, and I want that little lasting image to remain." "Then leave already," Vegas growled. "Haven't you and your mate done enough? My reputation will be forever ruined." "You had no reputation, Vegas. You borrowed what I gave, and now I simply took back what was mine." Vegas's fists clenched, but he dared not act rashly.

New Year’s Eve was traditionally a huge night for Vegas nightclubs with celebrity guests, open bars, and partying crowds. I was enjoying myself over the bar counter while listening to live bands. Still sober, I wasn’t attracted to strippers asking me to take them out. I was even more engrossed with my Manhattan cocktail in this social hour. Then, I accidentally saw one of Liam’s college troops at the same nightclub.

Malfoy Zacob had flown to Las Vegas, stayed for a night, and returned the next day after completing his job. Las Vegas was known as the ‘Entertainment Capital of the World,’ and everyone wanted a piece of it. More than anything, casinos flourished over here. Levian, who knew the potential of businesses in this city, had maintained good networking with people here, owning the majority of shares in important shopping malls and casinos.

One Year Later The light from the sign towering a few feet above us highlights our location on the Vegas strip. It isn't the town that brought us together, but it's close enough. Vegas is where I was headed when my car got stranded on the road one year ago and I met Lukis, the man who changed my life. It's also the first place we stopped once we hightailed it away from the Last Chance Motel. I figured he'd drop me off once we hit civilization and tell me good luck, but here we are, still together.

Vegas bit his lips as tears threatened to fall from his eyes. I could understand his pains because I was once in that situation, I remember five years ago when chemotherapy stopped working on Charmaine. "I'm guessing you can't donate then," because if he could he would have done it. "I'm not a match but Jaylen is a match but won't do it," Vegas smiled, within that smile lies a painful smile. I was about to say something when we both noticed the commotion going on inside the hall and we both ran inside when we saw Jaylen hitting someone through the Glass window.