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Clarissa thought about it and said, “As long as I succeed in getting Elaine to bring the goods in, I will get five thousand US dollars for my hard work regardless of whether she succeeds or not. If Elaine succeeds in bringing the goods in, I will get almost twenty to thirty thousand US dollars.” “That’s great!” The man smiled and said, “Let’s go to Las Vegas to relax after getting this done. D*mn it, I’ve been having bad luck for the first half of the year, and I basically lost all of my f*cking money to the casino. I have to make sure that the casino gives everything back to me in the second half of the year!” Clarissa said, “You can go to Las Vegas, but don’t focus only on gambling when yo

He pressed his lips together and said, “Don’t overthink it. I don’t mean anything by it. I just feel we had a nice chat and would like to get to know you a little more. If it’s inconvenient, that’s fine.” Vega felt like she was floating. Was this real life? No—this was beyond even her wildest dreams. “I’m free! Totally free!” she stood up in a flash and answered eagerly. Christan smiled slightly and handed her a card. “Great. Here’s my card. Please text me your number, and I’ll be in touch.” “Okay! Got it!” Even after he left, Vega sat frozen in her seat, clutching his business card, grinning like a lovesick fool in the direction he had gone.

The city is called the City of Sin or Las Vegas. Helga is as evil as her parents. She never had a good heart but pretended to support Vladimir. She always did what he told her to because she did not want to be staked like her parents. However, Helga was never on the side of her brothers. She always thought that Vladimir was evil for staking their parents. She wanted to release her parents but was not allowed to be near them, and she did not know where Vladimir kept them. After Vladimir left, Helga also left for America. She's in Las Vegas with her parents. The three of them are having the time of their life as they spend nights in the casinos and hotel rooms with humans. They are building th

She wouldn’t even entertain the chance to think about being near them. She quickly checked the messages on the phone, said goodbye to Mathew and Mike, again and turned it off. She pulled a book out of her purse and she didn't even notice when they took off. "What are you reading, if I may ask, ma’am?" Her companion's voice snapped her out from her ‘literature land’. She looked at him from behind the glasses. “A novel.” She replied but realized that she was being rude. "A book written by a well-known American adventure writer, Clive Cussler." She said in a slightly more pleasant tone.

“Young Lord York, you have no right to get involved with the match!” “This is Las Vegas! You are not the law here!” “As for Jason…” “There’s a saying here in Las Vegas: you bet, you pay.” “Since you lost, you must admit your defeat!” “If you don’t, as the judges here, both the King of Gambling and I will be able to take you down.” Vince glared coldly at Morgan. “Are you really going against me for an outsider, Morgan?” he snarled. Jason followed suit and laughed.

“Vegas, isn’t it?” They slid into the booth and started talking. I wasn’t listening to the words. I just needed noise. Something to drown the thoughts. We drank. More than we should have. I didn’t ask for names. They didn’t either. Somewhere between laughing too hard and the floor tilting beneath me, I felt a hand brush mine. Warm. Gentle. Not urgent. Just there. I didn’t pull away. Instead, I grabbed his hand and led him to the dance floor. We danced, but I didn't know what came over me; maybe it was the drink, but I was pressing my ass on his dick as I danced. Maybe it has to do with "what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas." He was hard, and I turned and laughed at him. "Trouble," he said an

“Yup. Your cousins and your brother are in Vegas. They took the spotlight away. You can totally land in Vegas like a stray cat.” Wait, my brother is in Vegas?!

Chapter 2: (Sophia’s POV) My hands trembled as I scrolled through the headlines on my phone, my pulse racing with every word. BREAKING NEWS: Billionaire Damien Lancaster Secretly Weds in Vegas! Who Is the Mystery Woman Who Stole New York’s Most Eligible Bachelor? Vegas Wedding Shock: Damien Lancaster’s Unexpected Bride Revealed! Every major media outlet had picked up the story. My throat felt tight. My chest heaved with shallow breaths. This couldn’t be real.

Just let me go home. “We'll deal with this in the car. Move it, Missy.” He strides ahead and I scurry after him, brain all mushy. Everything is happening so fast. “Where are we going?” He holds the door for me, eyes glinting. “Vegas.” Sin city. Where angels go to rot. Where I will make the worst decision of my life and not think twice about it. Fuck, this shit just got real.