Cruel Intentions - Vegas/ Pete Fan Fiction

Time of Reckoning has Come

Pete 

I chuckled at the irony of things, for the second time in my life I am captured and tied up to chains from a ceiling. I rolled my eyes, such a fucking cliche. The men that captured me didn't say a word compared to when Vegas captured me, he had been vocal about his displeasure in me ruining his plans and kept being vocal about every little thing. Here I was waiting for literally anything to happen, it seemed the only thing happening was the sting of my sweat on my still very open wounds. I even felt a bit dizzy hoping the fever I knew was raging wouldn't take me out sooner rather than later. 

"Good job boys, really good job" Said a man walking into view, it was San grinning like he had already won this. I smirked at him wanting to laugh so hard. These fuckers really thought they have won. Tsk, tsk tsk looks like the joke of the night is Vegas old flame. 

"I was wondering when you would show your ugly face" I said, "You been playing bitch at The Main Family home this whole time, made me wonder if you were ever going to join in on the fun."

"I would wipe that smile off your face son, Vegas thinks you are traitor and so do your friends. I am sure they would gladly leave you for dead if it meant getting rid of another dumb fuck like you" San said and I couldn't avoid the laugh that erupted from my chest.

"That was the point" I smiled sinisterly. San looked at me then and smiled leading into a blown out laugh.

"You mean to tell me you planned all this?.... Well can't be surprised, everyone says you are the gran protector of the family." San asked taking hold of my chin and looking at my back "My, My, look at those wounds. Vegas did a number you didn't he?... Well let me show you what punishment feel like from a true Dom." 

"Bring it" I said with a chuckle, "I can handle the student, I am sure I can handle the teacher too". San gagged me. What a bitch. Had it been Vegas he would have enjoyed to hear the screams. I received punch after punch all over my stomach making me vomit in the process, it hurt like a bitch and the acid after taste lingered thanks to the gag on my mouth. He was weak, hard to believe this bitch was Vegas teacher. I rolled my eyes at him letting him now exactly what I thought of him. I wouldn't brake that easily when the gag was removed to be replaced I took the opportunity to rile him up a bit. 

"You know San, I understand why James and the other directors vetted Vegas, I can even understand why Korn would want him dead, what I still don't understand is your role in this." I said clocking my head to meet his eyes, "I mean, I know you were Vegas crush at one point in his life. Did Korn really pull you out from whatever shit hole you were living in to stir up old feelings? ". San punched me again and make me double over but the chains limited me to an extent. 

"I see I hit a nerve." I chuckled again..." Oh you want to hit me again right... Go ahead... Hit me... that still doesn't change the fact that you are still someones bitch after all these years." 

"What do you know you bottom whore? You think you are so great because Vegas is clapping those cheeks huh?" San shouted landing a punch across my face. I spit the blood that came from that and narrowed my eyes at him.  He was anxious about something he wasn't hurting me to kill me though I could see it in his eye that he truly wanted too. 

"I know enough San. I know that you were a spy for the first family while you pretended to care for Khan and his family. I know that you fucked Vegas because Korn requested it from you after reading your reports about the silly crush Vegas had on you ... Vegas father didn't send you away, you ran away under Korn protection when you were caught..You only ever came back because Khan is dead ... hold on San, don't hit me.. I promise you  the next bit of information is so fucking juicy... want me to tell it to you so you understand just how much I know." But San punch me hitting the sensitive part on my kidney leaving me breathless and gasping for air.