”Why enjoy being rich when you can go to Vegas and be richer”
“Why not tear down an institution built on cheating its guests out of all their money?” Daniel chuckled. “I’m thinking we hit a few different casinos and coincidentally all win the jackpot sooner or later at each one,” Daniel winked. “I have a goal of at least leaving with a few million, not counting what Mikel will lose for ‘funsies,’” Danie revealed. He wasn’t lying. Sure, losing money at Vegas wouldn’t hurt any of them. They were all filthy rich. But where was the fun in that? Nah, those slots were rigged – especially the electric ones and Daniel knew how to rig it back in their favor. And not just for the three of them. Once Daniel walked in, quite a few people in the room would be getting lucky.
Daniel shook his head slightly with a glimmer of a smile as Mikel asked if Dan thought he was in the mood to fly with tourists. “I wouldn’t dare think that” Daniel revealed, “Just asking because my family’s jets are always on standby,” Daniel continued rolling his eyes when Mikel called him a gentleman. Daniel didn’t know why he instinctively grabbed the luggage, but he didn’t really care to question it. So instead, Daniel simply responded with “Sometimes,” as they boarded the private jet – speeding through the TSA procedures as they were flying private.
As the flight droned on, the conversation wasn’t In bad taste. Mikel and Dan had “made” up earlier weeks ago, but they hadn’t really talked since that drunken night at the party that the man had invited him onto this trip. So, the flight conversation was actually, dare he say, fun. Especially with someone that Dan had been friends with for years. Not to mention throwing Valerie into the mix actually made it more interesting.
As the girl uttered ”Don’t dare me…” He only looked back at her challengingly, a slight smirk playing upon the edge of his lips as he didn’t back down. Grinning almost immediately when she stood up to do the deed – which resulted in Mikel jumping up and laughing at his new feature. “I think you’ll be one of the sexiest people in Las Vegas, Mikel. And I doubt that,” Daniel mentioned, pointing to the fake mustache, “Needs a goatee to go along with it. But honestly with the people in Las Vegas – no one will bat a diamond-encrusted eyelash,” he told the man.
“Which suite are we staying at this time? Venetian? Bellagio?” Daniel asked lazily – not really caring. With all of their last names combined, even if they hadn’t booked a stay, they could easily get into any hotel they wanted. Plus, on a random day in the middle of April – he doubted there were people swarming to Vegas.”
Daniel held his hand up as the flight attendant came around with more champagne, as he looked back over to Mikel and then over to Val. “Okay, we need some rules. No sad sht. That’s not what Vegas is about. We leave everything in here the moment we land, and we just have fun.” Daniel told the two. “And…” he started, looking at Val in particular, “What happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas. Deal?”
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