Cruel Romance [ VegasPete AU ]

Chapter 25 - You're Still A...

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- 25 -
You're Still A...

PETE'S POV

Revenge.

That was what it was.

That was what it always had been.

The reason for Vegas's hatred towards the Ponpiboon family.

The reason he was willing to give me away to Arm.

The reason to leading the attack.

The reason why he was willing to do anything in his power to get what he wanted.

It suddenly became clear to me as my questions had been answered.

But it shouldn't be the reason to kill other innocent lives.

Not like this.

I watched as Vegas proved me wrong more and more.

Blood on his hands as his smile widened while he carved letters through Tee's skin.

The sharp end of his knife ran smoothly across Tee's chest as he screamed and bled while his wife cried for mercy.

He is a monster.

A psychopath.

Ruthless and cold and selfish.

And it was too late for me or him.

"You fucking bastard! I swear that I won't let you live peacefully even if I die!" Amara cried as two bodyguards held her back from getting close to Tee.

Vegas scoffed, "I'll be excited to see how you do that then."

With that, he scratched a line not to deep down Tee's stomach as he bled, blood staining his whole body as it flowed.

"Let him go!" Amara struggled from the bodyguards' hold, "He can't take any more!"

"Then shall we switch?" Vegas dragged the knife softly up to Tee's chin then pushing his chin up with it so their eyes met, "Tee, would you like to switch places with your wife instead? I'll let you have a little rest and watch, what do you say?"

Tee was in too much pain to even answer as his whole body hung loosely from the bodyguards holding onto his elbows to make sure his chest was on full display.

The letter on his chest was clear from the red streaks of the knife scratch...

Vendetta

Just as Amara was about to protest, Tee's head dropped low and his eyes shut close.

He was unconscious.

"Tee!" Amara screamed for her husband's name as the bodyguards dropped Tee's body on the ground, right next to Arm.

I watched with wide eyes at everything that happened before me.