Vegas's P.O.V:

Me and Pete decided to go back to the city to make more arrangements to the apartment we'll get.

It's near to work so it'll be good enough.

Kinn gave Pete his final payment as a bodyguard but Pete still goes to see Tankul.

It's not bad since we work at the same place now.

Kinn and Porsche and Kim and Chay stayed behind at the beach to play around more.

Now that the second family is now terminated the main family won.

I felt relieved about it though...Finally I no longer have to keep trying to catch up with Kinn...I've been in that race since as long as I could remember so yes...I feel better now.

Thoughts like that makes more sense to me now that I'm finally rid of my father.

Good riddance...

"Peeettteee" Tankul said excitedly then hugged Pete and started jumping excitedly.

Pete also jumped excitedly with him as they both spun each other around.

"Oh Vegas you're here too? Ok" Tankul said half heartedly.

That son of a...

I smiled thinly.

"Yes...Haven't you heard?" I asked.

Then slung an arm over Pete's shoulder.

"We come in package now" I said taunting him.

"Oh well...Since you're part of the package now then you should talk to our guest since I don't see why I should do it myself when you're here dear cousin" Tankul said.

I sighed heavily and rolled my eyes.

Of course the first family accumulated too much work during the past month.

"Where is the guest?" I asked.

Tankul led me to the garden.

I was about to hand Venice to Tankul but Venice threatened that he was going to cry so I decided against it.

"Fine I don't like you too little shit" Tankul said.

I glared at Tankul.

"Call him shit again...See what happens" I said.

Tankul flinched in surprise then cleared his throat and nodded.

"The guest is waiting at the garden" He said.

I walked into the room and saw miss Iris leaning her back to the tool shed.

Her hair was brown now not blonde.

She turned to me.

"I thought I was meeting mr Anakin" She said.

"He's currently occupied so he sent me instead" I said.

She sighed heavily and nodded.

"I see you found your calling...You look...Better" She said.

"What does that mean?" I asked frowning in confusion.

"Since the day we met at the party you have always looked uptight and stiff...You look more carefree now...I'm guessing the little bundle of joy did the magic?" She asked.

I chuckled and shook my head.

"Yeah...I think so too" I said.

"That's good" She said.

Then turned to leave.

"What were you here for?" I asked.

"Hmmm...To give mr Anakin the arm factory report file but since he's not here I'll come back some other time" She said.

"You can go in and stay for some tea" I offered.

"Already done that" She said then turned to leave again.

Pete walked over to us and bowed politely to her.

She nodded then drove away on her motorcycle.

I turned to Pete.

"You know you have to hand it to her...The first woman I ever listened to encouraged me to kill my father" I said.

"What the fuck?" He asked shocked.

I shrugged causing him to facepalm.

Pete sighed heavily and rolled his eyes then took Venice from my hands.

"Let's go back inside" He said.

I nodded and followed him inside the house.

(Later that night)

Vegas's P.O.V:

I sat down on the chair in front of Venice.

Pete was with Tankul so it was me and Venice for now.

"Are you hungry?" I asked.

He let out a voice and made grabby hands at me.

I smiled and patted his head lightly then went to the kitchen and made him some baby food.

"Alright then test it first" I said.

I put the spoon with baby food in my mouth.

It tasted too bitter so I added more sugar.

What the fuck? Too sugary.

I added some milk and tasted it again then rolled my eyes.

Why is that one so difficult to handle? Can't we just feed him some yogurt?

Obviously not since Pete insists that this is healthier.

I don't even remember how I did it the first time.

Just what the fuck?

I sighed heavily and facepalmed when I did another test and it got so moist.

So I added more formula.

After some time I finally did it right.

So I cut the fruits and mixed them well in the blender then stirred it with the baby food.

My stomach growled so...

Pete's P.O.V:

I walked into the room and saw Vegas sitting on the floor watching TV.

"I'm back" I said.

He turned to me and I saw cream leftovers on his lip.

I rolled my eyes and facepalmed.

"Please tell me you didn't eat the baby food again" I said.

He wiped his lips with his fingertips.

"Ok fine...I didn't" He said.

I facepalmed again.

"Did he eat?" I asked.

"Yes...Yogurt" Vegas squeaked out.

"I specifically told you no more yogurt for him...He needs to eat something more healthy...The formula is the best choice if you don't want to chew spit feed him" I said.

"Fine...Next time tell me how" Vegas said.

"I thought you knew that already" I said.

"Of course not how am I supposed to know? It's bad enough that he cries nonstop all the time...What's next? Should I breastfeed him too while I'm at it?" He asked angrily.

I facepalmed again.

"I'm trying my best ok? But I really don't know how to do it perfectly and it's really getting on my nerves" Vegas said.

I opened my mouth to say something.

"I'm making the food patting him until he burps on my hand...And trying my best to get him to stop crying when he does...What else am I supposed to do" He said.

I frowned in confusion.

Was he...

I snorted.

Oh my god...Was he having a mother crisis?

"What are you laughing at?" He asked.

"Nothing...Ok ok...I get it...I'm going to make more food for him...Come on I'll show you how to do it...Just...Don't eat it next time ok?" I asked.

He rolled his eyes and nodded.

"It doesn't taste that bad actually" He said.

I smacked his mouth.

"You're getting weirder by the day" I said.

After some time I made the food and sat down on the chair to feed Venice.

After some time I was done and put him to sleep after Vegas made him burp.

We layed down on the bed next to each other.

Vegas suddenly sat up causing me to frown.

He went to Venice and put a blanket over him.

Then changed his clothes into something warmer before putting the toys near him.

Then layed down next to me.

I gave him a knowing look.

"What?" He asked.

"Nothing" I said shrugging.

Then hugged his side and closed my eyes.

(A week later)

Vegas's P.O.V:

I paced the room back and forth.

"What's wrong?" Pete asked as soon as he walked into the room.

"If something happens to us...What will happen to Venice?" I asked.

"Huh?" Pete asked.

I opened my mouth to repeat my question.

"I heard you the first time" He said.

I sighed heavily and nodded.

"We need a god parent for him" I said.

"Your friends will do" Pete said.

"Are you kidding me? If I leave him with my friends they'll literally rape him or sell him on ebay" I said.

"My grandparents are already busy enough" He said.

I sighed heavily and facepalmed.

"How about Porsche?" He asked.

"There's Neri in the picture" I said.

"Mr Khimhant is out of the picture too right?" Pete asked.

Well...He's an option but he's a drunkard sometimes so no.

"Wait...There's one" I said.

After some time I parked the car in front of the house.

"What are we doing here?" Pete asked.

"Asking for help of course" I said.

Then rang the doorbell.

One of the servants opened.

The guards started searching us for weapons then led us inside.

After some time she walked over to us.

"Congratulations you're his godmother now" I said to miss Iris.

Then handed her the baby.

She frowned in confusion.

"What the..." She started.

"Bye...I'll stop by to pick him up later" I said.

Then left with Pete before she could say anything.

"What the hell was that? Are you crazy?" Pete asked.

"I'm afraid you have to be more specific" I said.

"She's also a gangster...You...What the fuck? Have you forgotten that she's leading the Italian family?" Pete asked.

"You said she was similar to me right? If she is really like me then I'm not worried at all...She'd do a fine job" I said.

"You really are hopeless" He said facepalming.

"And sleepy" I said.

Then we walked over to the car and I drove away from the house.