Cruel Intentions - Vegas/ Pete Fan Fiction

Who is Pete?

This Part will for the most part be Pete POV. I find it important as Pete has changed for Vegas in ways even I myself couldn't fore see . At first I had wanted to show a defiant Pete, the meek and almost too kind Pete we read on the original KinnPorshe.  Personally, I didn't like how mushy he turned out, Vegas is a person of strong character who lacks empathy even sympathy. It's hard to remain a pin cushion everyone pushes around having to love and deal with a man like that, so I made the decision to make Pete what you are about to see. Things are getting real, Ex-lovers are popping up, unknown threats are causing havoc on Vegas patience. 

Pete- The office 

I sighed for the hundredth time this morning going over paper work Porsche had sent over in preparation to the new clients welcoming. I shook my head at how much Vegas was in charge off this days. I often thought I would end up receiving a call saying Vegas had fallen ill due to all the stress. I had given Porsche an ear full about it one day throwing the mounts of paperwork to his face stating Vegas was on vacation and too shove his work up his ass. Porsche had grinned and apologized saying he would be more considerate in the future. Being that I was, for the most part free, I told Porsche I would take up Vegas role of Consigliere while my man dealt with his company's threat. So here I was, organizing and strategizing a meet with a new client. 

"Joshua" I said flatly not even bothering to look up to see him as he waltz into my office and plopped his feet on my desk. I had become close friends with him since the time Rene's twin brothers were allowed to extend their stay with us. He was mysterious, intelligent, and let's not forget the biggest flirt ever. I often time found myself staring at him wondering if sex with him would be as wild as it was with Vegas. I had approached him for help out of mere curiosity of him, because I was aware of this sudden attraction towards him. I knew I was wrong to think like this being that I am Vegas partner and Vegas was mine, I just couldn't help it. Joshua was esthetically beautiful with full round eyes and plump lips that just begged to be kissed, he was tall standing at least 6 feet, just slightly taller than me with a body that rivaled Vegas. Scars adorned his body clearly battle scars earned in his time as mafia. He had a story, one I didnt dare open to not ruin my relationship with the one I truly loved. When I didnt acknowledge him, Joshua rose and came to me pushing me against the back rest of the office chair and sat on my legs taking hold of my neck. There was a devious smile on his face, he was flirting again, teasing, wanting to make me fall down the rabbit hole but joke was on him. I was obsessed with the maddest individual in this plantet and that was not Joshua. I ran my hand and cupped his cheek smiling sinisterly bringing him close enough to kiss enjoying the fullness of him against me but I felt nothing. Not a single spark ran through my body like it did when Vegas kissed me, not even a twitch from my dick to acknowledge the beautiful creature on my lap. Yet, I couldn't avoid reacting to the way he closed his eyes, or the way his hand held on to me with so much eagerness. I sat him on the desk and wrapped his legs around my waist grinding into his already stiff bulge, Deepening the kiss a little more until his moans were all I heard. Just about the time Joshuas pants were becoming erratic from all the grinding I pulled back and sat on the chair watching him with a tease. He was too easy to please and I didn't like easy, I was fucking Vegas Theeranpanyakul for crying out loud, my hands were full. 

"That will teach you not to cross boundaries Joshua." I warned, "You have something for me regarding what I asked you to do?" I raised my eye brow as he steady his breathing, he was upset and I didn't care. 

"I heard what he did to you Pete. Vegas hurt you, he raped you." He whispered looking at me and narrowed y eyes at him.

"And." I replied resting my head on my hand against the arm rest of my chair looking up at Joshua in an angle with amusement in my eyes. Realization hitting Joshua and his eyes gleamed with surprise.