VEGASPETE🔞+KILL FOR YOU

Chepter 27

PETE POV

I let out a snort of irritation. “You wouldn't understand, and it's private.”

It's the best response I can come up with. I need my music, but it sounds strange when I think of saying those words out loud. I need my own phone and earbuds. It will sound silly to others, but if Jake is coming here tonight and if things don't go as planned, I need my coping strategies. They don't know that's what kept me going through my younger years, hell, even to this day. I promised myself I would never let anyone see me like that, and don’t want to give that information freely.

“Look, I won't be long. Like you said, Jules and Simon are out looking for them so they probably already know where they are. If it makes it better, let Kai take me,” I suggest.

I’m pulled from my chair and swung around to face Vegas. Holy shit he looks angry, the vein I have never noticed before on his forehead looks like it's about to burst.

“Kai isn't taking you anywhere, doe.” Ah the jealous and possessive Vegas is out to play. I barely contain the small moan that rises from my throat. This is the most romantic way I have ever been treated.

“Oh for fucks sake, I’m outta here. Don’t fuck on my desk. I'll text you when the guys show,” Kinn says before slamming the door behind him. The air in here is like being in a sauna. Perspiration forms on my hairline, and my clothes feel too tight. I want him to tell me what he wants, to do to me as he pleases.

“Slutty doe, will you ever stop wanting my dick?” he says.

So arrogant but I can’t deny that I do.

“No, I won’t. I want it to live inside me and I don't give a fuck how.” Wow, I really am a disgusting slut and I actually don't care. “You know I’m yours, Vegas, only yours and you better only be fucking me, by the way. We never clarified that before, but we are now.”

“Thinking you can give orders again, doe? Do you need to be on a cumming ban until tomorrow instead? Do you know what? I might just do that. Maybe you should get me off and if you behave I may let you cum tomorrow,'' he says, choking my throat as he loves to do. He rubs his mouth like a whisper over my lips. I mewl like a little bitch.

“I've told you, do whatever you want,” I say, meaning it with every part of my soul. He studies me for a second and he must see the honesty in my words.

“Okay, doe, I'm convinced. Go on, get Kai to take you. You are to be back here within the hour. I mean it, unless you want me to make that ass bleed later from my hand,” he says, and the threat makes me vibrate with need.

I lick my lips before I start drooling from his words alone. “You are so sexy,” I say, and I give him one more kiss.

Vegas releases his grip on my throat, and entangles both his hands into the back of my hair, gripping it to the point I think he will pull it out, deepening the kiss and holding me closer. We moan into each other, forgetting the world around us. But as usual, Vegas has more control than me and pushes me away.

“Go on, before I change my mind,” he says.

I head out into the foyer. “Hey Kai, can you take me to my apartment, please? I need to collect a couple of things. Vegas said it was cool.”

“Sure, let's go,” he says.

I can’t wait to get back here already.

Leaving Kai in the car, I dash up to my apartment to collect my stuff. I’m relieved that this could be all over tonight, but I’m uneasy. Where will this leave me? No matter what I think of Jake, it will be the end of any family ties that linked me to my mom. It’s so damn sad. I thought it was so exciting to be a part of a whole family when Mom got with his dad. I was beside myself with excitement at the idea of having a big brother, someone on my side. Then after my mom’s passing, the ugliness and cruelty that they held towards me hurt. Fuck, it really tore me apart. I lost my entire family the day she died and exposed the lie that surrounded us for years. We were never the wholesome unit I thought we were.

On entering the apartment, my senses are on high alert, something feels different. It's quiet, but I don't know what it is that’s making the hair on my arms prickle with awareness. Everything is telling me to leave, but of course like the stupid idiots in those horror films, I decide to investigate. I need to get my shit anyway.

Nothing looks out of place, but when I get to my room I freeze on the spot. It's been completely destroyed. Fuck, Jake was back here and this must be my punishment for leaving when he told me not to.

I walk over all my smashed up bottles of aftershave, my bedside lamps smashed, my clothes strewn across the room. The closet door is wide open and the carpet has been torn up, exposing the floorboard that has been removed from where I usually keep the burner phone. Thank god I had it on me tonight. Uneasiness settles over me. I need to get the fuck out of here, so I grab my earbuds that I always leave stashed under my pillow and pick up my actual phone that is under the array of clothes. Luckily it isn't broken. Snagging a bag, I stuff a few pieces into it. As I turn to leave, I nearly jump through the ceiling. Tommy is standing right in front of me with a wide grin on his face. Oh shit.

“What the fuck happened to my room?'' I ask, trying to distract him from noticing the bag in my hand. He doesn't say anything and before I know it, he’s in front of me. A sharp pain radiates in my head, followed by a blow to my gut. Feeling off balance, my vision blurs as I black out before collapsing on the floor.

“Now I get to watch you die, fuckface,” is the last thing I hear before everything turns to black.

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