Porsche's P.O.V:

I was looking at the water view from the first floor when someone patted my shoulder.

I turned and saw that it was Kinn.

"It's done...I'm sure they're talking right now" He said smiling.

"Woah...Really? That fast? I'm impressed" I said.

He nodded.

"What are you doing here by the way? The guests are all downstairs...The press conference is starting soon" He said.

"Nah...It's too crowded for me I'm more comfortable here...Besides the breeze is great" I said.

Then took out a cigarette from my pack before handing him one.

"That's not weed right?" He asked as he looked at the cigarette skeptically.

I blinked twice then chuckled.

"Of course not I learned my lesson...I do have some though...But none for you" I said.

He chuckled and smacked my shoulder.

"Fair enough" He said smiling.

I leaned my back to the railing of the ship and took a breath from my cigarette.

"I'm curious about something your highness" I said as soon as I let the cigarette breath out.

"What is it?" He asked.

"Why is that Tawan guy so obsessed with making up with you if he's the one who cheated on you first?" I asked.

"It's obvious enough isn't it? It's because I'm rich" He said.

"Hmmm...Fair point" I said.

"Hey" He retorted.

I chuckled and moved away from the railing.

"Fine fine I'm joking...You do have other qualities besides money" I said.

He smacked my shoulder again.

"I'm curious about something too" He said.

"Go ahead and ask away then" I said.

"What's your dream?" He asked.

I frowned.

"That's quite a strange question don't you think?" I asked.

He shrugged.

"Hmmm...I wanted to open a beach bar...But that's just the first one on the list...When I was a child I wanted to be a judo professional player because I wanted to protect Porchay...And when my parents were still alive I wanted to be rich so we won't have to borrow money from other people to keep on living" I said.

Then put off the cigarette and threw it into the water.

"Dreams are just dreams though...Reality is the harsher truth...I won the lottery but my parents are dead...I'm a judo national champion but I failed to keep my brother safe from the loansharks my uncle angered so what's the point of hoping for more?" I asked.

"What did your parents do for work?" He asked.

"They owned a small land which they used to build a hotel...It wasn't too luxurious but it had a lot of guests and was doing really great" I said.

"Why didn't you and your brother run the hotel then?" He asked.

"It's no longer there...It was sold to one of the investors then got demolished long ago" I said.

Then glared at the water in anger.

"I guess that the new owners didn't like the hotel too much so they decided not to keep it" I said.

Then shook my head and turned to him.

"Let's talk about something else this topic makes me angry whenever it's brought up" I said.

Then forced a smile on my face and patted his shoulder.

"Tell you what your highness...How about we go check if they need your help with the press conference?" I asked.

"Alright" He said.

Then took my hand and walked over to the elevator.

"I'm wondering if Kim and Porchay are alright" He said.

"Oh relax I raised Porchay well...So I know that they're fine...Besides Porchay likes your brother so we're doing the right thing your highness" I said smiling.

"Stop calling me that" He said.

"Never" I said.

Then pecked his cheek before pressing the elevator button to the ground floor of the yacht.

(Meanwhile)

Porchay's P.O.V:

I looked at P'Kim who looked at me in obvious shock.

"Stop looking at me like that for god's sake...What the hell? Who the fuck do you think you are you sick son of a bitch?" I asked angrily.

Then chuckled incredulously and brushed my hair back.

"You're really something...Such a shitty piece of work...I never met your ex girlfriend but I feel sorry for her already" I said.

Then grabbed his hair.

"YOU'VE GOT SOME NERVE YOU SHITTY ASSHOLE...DO YOU THINK I'M A BEGGAR OR SOMETHING?" I yelled angrily.

Then tugged at his hair hard as he tried to shrug off my grip.

"YOU DIDN'T EVEN APOLOGISE WHEN YOU ALMOST RAN ME OVER WITH YOUR CAR WHEN WE FIRST MET YOU FUCKING SHITHEAD" I screamed as I continued tugging at his hair.

"What the hell? Let go of me already" He said angrily as he continued trying to shrug me off.

I tightened my grip on his hair and pulled him closer to me then gave him a headbutt before letting go of his hair.

He was going to say something but I raised a finger to his face in threat.

"You think you're so cool because you have money huh? Alright then...I'll tell you this once so listen to me carefully got that?" I asked.

Then grabbed his collar.

"If I have to choose between accepting money from you and jumping off a cliff I'll jump off the cliff without thinking twice and then I'll roll down the cliff and probably fall into a water pit down the cliff and get eaten by a shark right after and my blood will soak the water with a message on the surface saying FUCK YOU ASSHOLE" I said angrily.

"Why are you that angry? I merely offered you help" He said angrily.

"I don't need your help should I sing it for you? Oh well...You try living a day without that money of yours and let's see if you'll handle it you big fat ass chicken" I said.

Then kicked his knee and left.

God damn it I can't believe I liked that arrogant asshole.

(Later that night)

Kinn's P.O.V:

The press conference was over so the guests were enjoying their food.

I went to find Kim but he was standing next to the food table picking at his food in disinterest.

"So...How did it go?" I asked.

But noticed that there was a bruise on his forehead.

"Hey...How did you get that?" I asked frowning.

He opened his mouth to say something but Porchay walked over to us.

"I'm here to get myself some pickles" He said.

Then grabbed the plate next to Kim and walked away without looking at him at all.

"Ummm...Did he accept the job?" I asked.

"Is my way of approaching people wrong?" Kim asked.

I frowned in confusion and tilted my head to the side.

"Ummm...Just to be clear...Is that a trick question?" I asked.

"Huh? What do you mean?" Kim asked.

"As in...Do you want a specific answer or should I just give it to you straight?" I asked.

He looked up at me and blinked twice so I chuckled awkwardly and rubbed the back of my neck.

"Well...They do have nice lobsters actually the chef really outdid herself...I should go thank her...Bye" I said.

Then left hurriedly.

This is a disaster...What the hell am I supposed to do now? My relationship is in danger.

(Meanwhile)

Vegas's P.O.V:

I was talking to some of the guests when I saw my father looking at me.

He gestured with head for me to follow him.

"Ummm...Excuse me for a minute" I said.

Then went to see what he wanted.

"Why didn't you come see me at the airport? Or did you think I won't come to see the baby?" He asked.

"I had no idea that you were coming since I haven't used my phone in a..." I started.

But he cut me off with a slap.

I looked at the floor and clenched my hands into tight fists.

"Are you really that stupid? For god's sake use your brain a little will you? That child is a threat...He'll grow up to inherit everything" He said.

Then slapped me again causing it to bruise a bit more.

"Why couldn't you do the same you idiot? Why couldn't you..." He started.

Then raised a hand to my face again.

"Hey what are you doing?" A voice asked.

Then Pete ran over to my father and grabbed his hand before he could hit me once again.

I put a hand on Pete's shoulder.

"Pete...That man is my father" I said.

Pete pursed his lips into a thin line and let go of my father's hand.

"I'll talk to you later...You better listen to me the next time you useless brat" My father said angrily.

Then left.

I chuckled and shook my head.

"That man is my father...Can you believe it?" I asked.

Pete didn't say anything.

"Do you want to know what he asked me to do just before you came?" I asked.

Then laughed again and put a hand to my face in a futile attempt to stop my tears from falling.

"He...He asked me to get rid of the baby...He called me useless because I couldn't get rid of him as soon as he came into the house...He called me useless because I don't have one of my own" I said.

Then looked up at Pete and smiled as I wiped my tears in my sleeve.

"You should go...It's better if you stay away from me...I can't protect anyone" I said.

Then walked past him.

Pete's P.O.V:

I grabbed Vegas's hand before he could leave.

He turned to me so I smiled and wiped away his tears with my fingertips.

"I didn't ask you to protect me...I merely asked you to talk to me instead of keeping your anger inside" I said.

Then put my hands on his cheeks.

"I still remember our first meeting in that library...Do you remember it too?" I asked.

He blinked twice but didn't say anything.

"At that time you ran away as soon as you noticed me there watching you as you cried...Even before I could tell you anything" I said.

Then smiled and hugged him.

"I wanted to tell you something but I couldn't say it to you back then so I'll say it now...Vegas...It's ok to cry when you feel like crying...I admit that I may not be able to protect you from your father but I'll definitely be there for you whenever you need a shoulder to cry on" I said.

He started sobbing and hugged me tightly.

"It's alright...You can cry in front of me" I murmered as I hugged him.

He pulled away after what felt like minutes and looked at me.

I smiled and wiped away his tears again.

"Let's do this again shall we?" I asked.

Then put my hand out for him to shake.

"My name is Pete...What's yours?" I asked smiling.

He looked at my hand briefly then looked up at me and chuckled before shaking my hand.

"My name is Vegas" He said smiling.