After a while he slowly gets up, put on his outer robe, and walks out. When the creak of the massive door close, another pair of angelic doe eyes open in unison.
Pete gets up as well, he put on a home slipper and exits the door after Vegas.
He notices that Vegas has always disappeared when he wakes up in the late afternoon. He decides not to sleep this afternoon and let Vegas keep him company, but now he left at night. It was barely past midnight, Vegas must be hiding something from him.
He comes down to the main hall, the entire mansion is lightened by the many lights but it is too quiet as if no one lives here.
"Boss do it again?" the whispers sound from the far end corridor flow past Pete's ear, he flinches in surprise as he quickly hides behind the wall and peek at them.
"Man! I can't bear to watch it anymore. I have nightmares every night!" the other whispered back, voice cracking with fear.
"What do you think if young master knows?"
Pete's ear perk upon the mentioning of him.
"Do you think he will-" The question got cut off when his friend elbows him.
"Shut up! There are ears everywhere, and don't ever mention young master again, the boss will kill you!"
They both silence after the mentioning of their boss, they don't need his presence to shut up, only his mere title is... more than enough.
Pete eyes them as they turn the lion statue slightly, to his amazement the still wall cracks open revealing the stair down to the basement. That is what he thought. He couldn't see clearly as darkness loom over showing only the surface.
When the wall returns to normal, he walks out from his hiding spot toward the lion statue. He hesitates to touch it, he fears the awaiting truth but his curiousness gets the best of him.
He follows the two bodyguards' steps, the wall open and the stair. He takes the first steps down and a cold roam his body making him shiver.
His heart thumps at a rapid rate, rising each second with every step he takes. The stair shape is in spiral, he takes several turns until he heard a faint groaning voice and his leg shakes on the next step he takes.
Wild thought run through his mind. Does Vegas cheat on him? but he brushes that possibility off. Who the hell fuck in this place? Only the kinkiest person would and that certainly not Vegas..., maybe.
He arrives at the huge basement he never thought existed, he then approaches the light ahead only that did he hear the groaning voice clearly, it's come from pain and not pleasure.
"It hurt like a bitch, right?" Vegas
Familiar, too familiar.
Did Vegas hurt someone?
Pete does not want to witness the scene but his legs move unconsciously toward the sound.
His eyes shot up, his lips quiver, and his knee went weak. Vegas, he... he is hurting someone.
'Man, I can't bear to watch it anymore. I have nightmares every night'
A ruined man covers in blood, bound by a chain without a single finger. The sight is too horrible for someone like Pete, who never in his life would ever think of witnessing this kind of scene.
'What do you think if young master knows?'
He grows up in a loving family, with caring friends and a peaceful society. Even though his father sometimes forces him but he always meant the best for Pete.
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Become a tyrant fiancé
Fanfiction"It doesn't matter if he is an angel it's more than enough as long as he rules beside me in HELL." Vegas 'One night after I turn 18 and become a tyrant fiancé.' Pete
