Vegas' POV
The sound of shattering glass annoyed me. That means I couldn't hit the damn target.
Within seconds we were rolling on the bedroom floor. Pete was squeezing my wrist so that I would release my gun, while I held the wrist of his other hand tightly to keep him from grabbing me.
"Khun Vegas, Khun Vegas! Are you alright?" Nop stormed into the room, yelling my name, pointing his gun from side to side.
"Pete! MyPete! Give back my bodyguard, you idiots!" I hear Tankhun's annoying voice. Porsche, Kinn and Tankhun enter de room right after.
"OMG, why are they fighting and not kissing?!" Tankhun keeps yelling.
"Fuck, Pete! Let go of my hand!" I try to drop my wrist to no avail.
"Damn it Vegas! Drop the gun! You can't kill him."
"Can't I? Why? Huh? Are you going to miss him?" My anger was taking over me.
"..." Pete didn't respond, but I felt his fingers release my wrist. I was surprised. Did I get it right, wanting to be wrong?
" That's it? You two..."
There's something strange in his gaze...guilt maybe? Pete narrows his gaze at me and I suddenly feel a sharp pain in my stomach as Pete elbowed me with the arm that had been holding my wrist. With all his strength.
Unconsciously I dropped the gun, gasping for air. Pete reached for my second gun that was inside the holster.
"I told you to drop it.". Pete gets up, panting.
Two bodyguards entered the room supporting Yim, who was clutching his stomach where I had hit him. Now we're even because I also grip mine, where Pete hit me.
Pete empties the bullet clip and throws the guns back at me. Then he holds out his hand to help me up.
I'm reluctant to take his hand...all these days of despair and apprehension...It was not how I visualized it... I thought that I would rescue the love of my life from a sick bastard and that we would get out of here together. Pete would be totally grateful and admired for my restless effort and love demonstration.
I feel wronged.
I feel betrayed.
I feel like a complete idiot.
"Don't be stubborn...Will you stay on the floor?!" Pete gets tired of waiting for my response and takes my arm to get me up.
I push his hands away from me, causing Pete to lose his balance unintentionally, who falls back into bed.
"Are you ok, Pete ?" Khun Sanya approaches Pete to help him.
"I told you to take your hands off him." I yell at him furiously.
"Brother! I'll call the bodyguards" Yim says distressed.
"Calm down you two. I'm just helping Pete to get up. He is still recovering from infection. Don't you want Pete to go with you, Nong Vegas?" He speaks calmly to me. Is he being nice or ironic? Why can't I read this man's true intentions?! My blood bubbles. It makes me frustrated.
"Stop calling me Nong."
"Stop behaving like one."
"Enough." Pete says firmly. "Thank you, Sanya. I can get up by myself." Pete doesn't use the honorific when talking to him. It annoys me deeply.
"Sure." Khun Sanya nodds to him and takes a few steps back.
Then Pete looks back at me, getting up from the bed.
"You don't need to use those guns here, Vegas." He speaks calmly.
"Why?" (in English) "Do you know how long we've been looking for you? And all this time you were here with him... willingly?!"
"I had a high fever from my wound and Khun Sanya helped to take care of me... I was unconscious most of the time. I'm sorry."
Why can't I fully believe what Pete tells me?
"In his bed, Pete?!
...
Pete's POV
"How do you know he didn't...?" Vegas turns his bloody gaze on Khun Sanya with out finishing the sentence. But the meaning could easily be inferred.
"I'm not this this kind of man, Vegas." Khun Sanya looks at him outraged, as if he's about to throw some hideous truth right in Vegas' face for everyone to see.
I panicked. Some might suspect, but I haven't confessed to anyone what Vegas did to me in the past.
"Anyway, why didn't you warn us about Pete's whereabouts?" Vegas saw that I was uncomfortable and asked another question to Khun Sanya.
"I said I would explain everything to you. Please calm down and listen. Then decide whether you believe it or not."
"Listen to him, Vegas" I ask.
Khun Sanya points for assistant Lee to start talking.
"We've been looking for Khun Sanya using the tracker on his watch. Three days ago we found them on an island far from the coast."
"Did you use a drone for that?" Nop asks.
Assistant Lee glances at Khun Sanya and responds.
"Yes, we did."
"So those images we saw were from the drone..." Tankhun thought out loud.
"What images?" I asked, curious.
"Of the two of you bathing in the sea together" Thakhun responds.
Damn...now I understand why Vegas is so mad at me and Khun Sanya. It's as if everything leads to believe that we had something. Damn it.
Assistant Lee continued to speak.
"Khun Sanya and Khun Pete had injuries that we decided to treat privately first here in the hotel. We didn't find anyone else on the island."
"Thanks to Pete, we managed to escape the kidnappers." Khun Sanya looked at me, putting his palms together in gratitude, and he made sure we were fine until we were rescued."
Every word that came out of Khun Sanya's mouth made Vegas clench his fist harder, controlling his anger.
"We kept it a secret for this period to try to find out who was behind this ambush. Because of The Diamond's security, our systems are technologically superior to yours. We feared that if we opened the situation to you, the enemy would find out somehow, as your security and communication channels seems to be weaker." Assistant Lee explains.
Kinn frowns as he feels his pride being hurt by the last comment.
"By the way, how did you find out P'Pete was here?" Yim asked to Vegas who remained silent.
"I'm sure they have their methods, Yim. I'm really sorry that because of me you all got involved and Pete got injuried. Whether it's the work of some faction within our family, or outside, we won't rest until we find who's behind it." Khun Sanya says, trying to tranquilize everybody.
"Don't put it all on you, Khun Sanya. Perhaps it was retaliation because we tried to trick the buyer by putting Pete and Arm in place of Wei and Tianshi, who alias, were killed on the same day of the deal. On that island was their residence. Our contacts in the police are investigating but they haven't found any leads yet." Kinn adds.
"The bodies were theirs then." Khun Sanya said. "We saw the bodies on the island while looking for a place to sleep."
In fact, I already imagined that it was Tianshi and Wei because of the necklace on one of the bodies, exactly like the one I'm wearing.
"We shouldn't have done this." Porsche says in a remorseful tone.
"Can I say 'didn't I warn you?'?" Vegas says ironically to Porsche and Kinn. Wisely, the other two remain quiet, so as not to generate further argument.
"There are several possibilities. Either way, it won't be the first or the last time something goes wrong. The negotiation itself has been completed and from what Yim has positioned me, other clients are in conversations with us. I hope this episode will not shake our partnership."
"It won't." I took the lead in answering, which made Vegas frown.
"It sure won't, Khun Sanya. We have promising negotiations underway." Kinn and Porsche assured him.
"Good" He smiled.
Then I turned to Vegas again. "Let's go home, Vegas. I want to see Venice and Macau. Are they okay?"
He did not answer me. His murderous gaze swept over the people in the room, stopping on Khun Sanya and me.
Then he turned, straightened his suit and headed for the bedroom door without a word.
"They are fine, Pete" Nop whispers to me, making a face that means it's Vegas who's not okay.
I'm starting to imagine what I'll have to face when we get to the minor family mansion. I just hope Vegas understands my actions one day.
"There's a clean change in the bathroom, Pete." Khun Sanya says kindly to me.
"Thank you so much for your hospitality, Khun Sanya".
...
We're getting to the cars.
"Pete...you can come with us to the main family mansion. We were very worried about you. Tankhun tells me as he hugs me tight. "But...maybe..." Tankhun pulls his face and glances to Vegas back "...this time you should go with your not-so-useless husband. He really was desperate to find you and never gave up on you."
"Thank you, Khun Noo." Tankhun and I hugged each other again. I can't measure how much I cherish his affection for me, which is reciprocal.
I said goodbye to Porsche, Khun Kinn and Pol, who was waiting in the car.
"Pete!" Tankhun calls me again.
"Yes, Khun Noo"
"Send Arm back to the main family mansion, okay?"
"Arm?!"
"Yes, he was monitoring where your videos were sent while taking care of Macau."
"uh...okay..."
Videos, he said...
At that moment I notice that Vegas and Nop, who were ahead, almost getting into the car, freeze and look at each other suspiciously.
When I get in the car, the two remain silent.
"Is there something you want to tell me?!"
Nop shifts uncomfortably in the seat next to the driver.
Vegas stares out the window, not moving, not a word.
"Okay..."
Nop knows he'll have to tell me everything that happened anyway.
I stayed quiet too.
"Your plan worked..." Vegas breaks the silence.
I turn to him. But Vegas continues to stare out the window. His voice is calmer but serious.
"What do you mean to say?"
"Your ghost team saved us on our way to the harbor that day. Someone sent a band of bodyguards or mercenaries to take me dead or alive. We've been under surveillance for at least three months, haven't we?"
"I couldn't tell you...for your own safety, Vegas."
"And what about your safety, Pete?" He turns to look at me. Not only his voice but his face is also serious.
"..." I lower my gaze.
"Also, your dear nanny was poisoning Venice all this time, to ensure her stay with us. She was a spy. That disgusting woman disabled our security system, spread wiretaps around the house, which she probably removed before they were found, and put a device in my laptop to steal information."
"Is Venice alright?"
"Apparently. Doctor Top is handling the case. He was the one who got suspicious and warned me on the day of the negotiation, right after you left home. There is not much information yet about the effects of the drug used and whether it can leave sequelae."
I take a deep breath, closing my eyes to absorb the news.
"What else?"
"She was killed before she could reveal the mastermind behind it all."
"..."
I was processing the information.
"I don't know if Khun Sanya's kidnapping has anything to do with all this. But that doesn't mean it ended here.
"You are right. We have to keep alert from now on."
"So...why did you risk being taken? When are you going to understand that you're not a bodyguard anymore, Pete?"
Vegas stared at me, disappointed, outraged, worried, I don't know how many emotions were concentrated in his disapproving gaze on me.
It wasn't just jealousy, after all.
"I'm sorry, Vegas."
I turned to look out the window again, trying to keep him from reading any emotion on my face...in my gaze.
Vegas did the same.
Silence reigned inside the car again until we arrived at the minor family mansion.
...
When we arrived at the minor family mansion, I was greeted by Aunt Erika who was holding Venice in her arms. Tankhun asked her to bring Venice back to home. Venice smiled a lot when he saw me. He was stretching out his little arms to me.
I picked him up and hugged him tight. We stayed like that for a while.
I asked Aunt Erika to take care of Venice a little longer while I went to meet Macau and Arm in the meeting room.
Both seemed to be chatting happily.
"P'Pete, you're back!" Macau came to give me a big hug.
"You are full of surprises, Macau. You are shooting very well. But don't do anything in secret again, please. I'm glad you two are safe. Nop told me you guys tried to find me alone."
I nodded to Arm in thanks. My intention was to hug him, like the good friends we are, but I didn't want to provoke the wrath of Vegas, who had entered the room, frowning, looking at Arm and Macau. I don't know why.
"This necklace gave us quite a scare". Arm said, pointing to the jewel around my neck.
"Why?"
"Well...there was a charred body on that island with this necklace..."
"Tianshi and Wei, right. I saw them too. So sad."
"Mr. Park knew about us all along then..." Arm said.
"It seems so."
"What are you doing with so many monitors? Was it all to track me?"
"Exactly. By the way, the tracker inside your necklace should have shown your location as soon as you got close to shore three days ago. But your ID code didn't show up until this early morning."
"Hmn...the security system at the Diamond Hotel is very good. Must have blocked it most of the time. I didn't really remember there was a tracker here. Can I keep it?"
"I think so. But it's just a replica. These are not real diamonds.
"No problems. Just as a souvenir."
"A souvenir of a murdered person? It can bring bad luck, Pete" Nops says shaking his head.
"Don't be superstitious, Nop! And what are you still looking for in Vegas laptop, Arm?
Vegas drops the whiskey bottle cap on the floor.
"Well...uhhh...." Arm doesn't know what to say.
Everyone looks at Vegas, that bends down to pick up the bottle cap from the floor, pretending it wasn't with him.
"I already know who put cameras in my room, Arm. There's no need..." I try to close the issue.
"WAIT!" Tankhun opens the door breathlessly. Pol is right behind him, out of breath too.
"What are you doing here, Khun Noo?" I ask him, startled.
"Huh...I realized I said something stupid...uh...is everything okay...here...with you?" Tankhun asked nervously, looking at Vegas and me.
I approach Vegas, and bend down to pick up the bottle cap.
"What is Arm tracking on your laptop?" I ask calmly, staring at Vegas.
We both stood facing each other.
The people around us were quiet, looking at the ground.
"There is a folder in my laptop...I saved some of those videos on my laptop, Pete."
"Okay...?!"
"No one should have access..."
"Right...and...?!"
"...Arm found that the video footage was being retransmitted to another computer. And we've been trying to find its location for days. It's probably the nanny's boss."
"I see..."
"I'm sorry, Pete."
...
Vegas' POV
Pete doesn't look cool about it, but he's not angry either. He heads towards the front of the monitor.
I was intrigued. It wasn't the kind of reaction I was expecting from him. Maybe he's feeling so guilty about Khun Sanya that he doesn't even have the guts to get mad at me.
"How does it work, Arm?" He asks.
"There are many layers of encryption...I'm trying to decode this. Maybe it will take ...weeks...months. And even then there's no guarantee that we'll find the location."
"Okay...keep it running." Pete says, looking intently at the monitor.
"That's it? Good! I thought you would kill him. You are doing well, couple." Tankhun sighs in relief. "Arm, let's go home!"
"Arm is still helping us here." Macau puts on an annoyed face.
Macau thinks he deceives me.
"You all can do it by yourself now. I need my bodyguards with me. You already took Pete from me."
"It's okay, Macau. If you need help, you can call me." Arm reassures Macau with a tender smile.
"But..." Macau tries to argue.
"Enough, Macau. Nop will take care of it. Arm is not a bodyguard of the minor family."
I tell him in a mandatory tone so Macau gets the message.
Macau is silent, defeated.
...
After Tankhun and his bodyguards left, I remained in the office.
Pete and Macau spent all day playing with Venice.
Pete and I didn't speak to each other throughout the day.
At dinnertime, I decided to stay in the office.
Until I found Pete, all I wanted was to be close to him. And now that he's here, we can't be close to each other.
There's an invisible wall I don't know how to break down.
It was late at night when I entered the bedroom. The lights were off and Pete was sleeping.
I went straight to the bathroom. I stayed there for a long time.
...
Pete's POV
I heard the sound of the bathroom door opening. Vegas lay quietly on the other side of the bed.
I was lying on my side with my back to him. But I was awake.
He was silent.
"Won't you hug me?" I asked him calmly.
Vegas says nothing.
Moments later I hear the crunch of the sheet and feel his arm around me. But his body still isn't right next to mine. There's a little space between us.
I move my body further back so that I'm snug in his embrace. I know he's still angry with me.
"Are you cold? Did your fever come back? I can call Doctor Top..."
"I'm okay..." We were silent again. Then I dare to ask. "...what else did you see...from that drone?"
I realize he tries to take his arm away from me, but I lock it with mine.
"If you like my hug, why did you accept someone else's hug?"
I turned to him.
"But it was for a brief moment! It was cold... and... anyway... I didn't feel comfortable because it wasn't your hug. I took his arm off me and gave the protection I had to Khun Sanya and slept even colder. This made my fever worse. Believe me! Don't you trust me?"
"I believe you. But I don't trust others! Khun Sanya's Penthouse has many rooms! It's a hotel, for God's sake! He could have put you in any room! You didn't need to sleep in the same room, in the same bed."
"I'm not sure if he slept there...he just stayed in the bedroom to check on me. He was grateful that I took good care of him on that island."
"Nor you believe it. Otherwise, you'd be looking into my eyes, not looking away."
"The truth is, I don't really care how other people feel about me. It makes no difference to me. Sometimes I can feel flattered...sometimes I can feel uncomfortable...and even disgusted...but that doesn't change how I feel about you."
"Do you love me very much?"
"I do"
"Even though probably some perverted bastard has been watching videos of us in awkward positions?"
"It wasn't smart of you to bring this up now. I should kill you for that."
"I want to kill myself too. I can't stand the thought of someone seeing you naked...moaning..."
"You are not helping yourself." I feel embarrassed and getting angry. "By the way... no one has seen those videos, right? Your laptop has been with Arm and Pol all this time...you deleted that folder, right?
Vegas takes a few moments to respond...and looks away.
"Vegas!"
"Don't worry....I didn't delete it in case it was necessary to help Arm track down the destination...but I'm sure no one accessed that folder. I was very clear about no one accessing that folder without my consent."
Vegas is acting suspiciously. Why doesn't it seem like that to me?!
"What is the name of the folder?"
"Why do you want to know? Nobody will look.
He resists answering.
"Tell me"
"Pete"... he speaks very quietly.
"I didn't understand"
"PETE"
"Are you crazy? Do you still call the folder "Pete"?! Why didn't you put your name instead? It would draw less attention."
"I'm sorry... I just wanted to keep memories of us...I told you...I miss you whenever we're away from each other. And in the office I'm always alone until late at night... so..."
I take a deep breath.
"...I'm willing to let it go if you do the same."
"Hmn...okay... but can I ask for something first?"
"What do you want? I don't think you're in a position to ask too much...but since you've been looking for me all this time...I'm willing to concede it."
"Are you trying to seduce me with this proposal?!" he asks me lewdly.
"Me?Why?"
Where did he get this idea from? I'm trying to make amends.
"'Cause you're saying this in a very seductive way."
"Me?No...!"
Vegas smirkes at me.
...
Vegas' POV
"...ugh...Vegas...stop it! You are hurting me... not so hard! You will break me!"
"I not doing it so hard..."
"Yes, you are! Slowly!"
Pete was twitching.
"Ouch!"
"I'm sorry!"
"You're skinning me alive."
"Don't be such a crybaby."
"Why do you need to rub me so hard? I've already showered!"
"I can't accept that someone else has touched you, Pete."
The image of Khun Sanya rubbing Pete's back makes me furious.
"What? He was helping me rub herbs to repel insects!
"That's what you think. I have to get all the dirt off you."
"Ouch! You are crazy. I'm clean! Look what you're doing to me. My skin is getting all red and bruised."
"Face me now."
Pete turns to me. I rub his neck... right where that bastard sniffed.
"Do you want to rip my neck off?"
"Maybe I should..." I put pressure on the palm of my hand that wraps around his neck. "Why do you need to make this face?" I use my domineering tone.
"What face?" Pete asks me puzzled.
"That you desperately want me inside you..." I tease Pete, whispering in his ear.
"Asshole..."
I know Pete gets embarrassed by dirty talk...but I bet he gets turned on by it too.
"I love your cute face blushing like this."
"It's the steam from the hot water that causes it. Are you done skinning me alive?
"I'm done"
I turned off the shower and wrapped myself in a towel.
"Hmn...okay..." He tries to hide it, but I see a certain disappointment on his face.
He expected something to happen...but I still feel like I need a little revenge for Pete being so kind to Khun Sanya. I'll make him beg for me.
...
Three days later
"Macau doesn't leave the main family's mansion anymore...he's even been watching TV series with Tankhun, Pol and Arm." Porsche winks at me.
"Cut it out! I need to do something about it"
"Who are you to blame him?"
"This is just puppy love..."
"He is an adult."
"Mind your business"
"You should do the same. Well, there are several messages from Kinn. I'm leaving early today. By the way, why are you staying later than usual? Things are up to date...there's no need."
"I want to put some of my things in order."
"Don't tell me you and Pete are fighting. Until the other day you looked like you were going to die if you didn't find him, and now you're here, hiding from him?"
"Porsche..."
"Yes..."
"Close the door when you leave."
"Aish..."
He's so nosy.
I go back to reading and signing a pile of documents on my desk.
I hear the sound of the door opening and closing again.
I don't bother to lift my head. I already know who it is.
"Porsche, don't you get tired of trying to change my mind? It's useless."
"It's me!"
I lift my head and watch the person in front of me curiously.
"Oh...It's you..." I smirk at him.
I get up and walk to the door, where Pete is....close to the door.
"You left a message for me to come here, did you forget?"
"You even got the main family button, huh..." I run my hand over his lapel.
"I had to borrow this. Do you need me to accompany you to any meeting as a bodyguard?"
"I already told you that you're not a bodyguard anymore...I mean...a head bodyguard, sorry."
"So why did you tell me to come here dressed like this?" He asks, annoyed.
"You really don't know...?!" I get close to him.
"Of course not! I thought it was something important. You haven't been home long for me to know anything, anyway." He is sulking.
"You want something from me, don't you, Pete?!" And I put my hand on the door, next to his pretty face.
"Me? N-no..." He becomes hesitant. "Don't use this seductive tone with me!"
"Why not? You like it, don't you?" I caress his lips "...but if you don't like it... I have work to do...
I threaten to turn my back on him.
"Wait!...He looks at me between angry and hesitant "Fine!...what do you want from me?
I come closer to his body...and caress his face. Unconsciously Pete closes his eyes to feel my touch. I know he misses this.
I bring my lips closer to his.
"You look very attractive in a black turtleneck sweater."
I wrap my arms around his waist as I kiss him. Pete throws his arms around my neck and surrenders to the kiss passionately.
"Stop ignoring me." He says between kisses.
I press him against the door. My hands go up to his thighs to lift him up. Pete wraps himself tighter around my neck and wraps his legs around my hips, never taking his lips from mine.
I walk him over to my desk and sit him down.
"What are you doing?" He asks me, his eyes confused but full of desire.
"Since my other laptop has been confiscated, and I can't watch videos of you anymore, I need you to help me create a memory of making love with you here in this office... for the days when I'm working late, missing you."
"Do you mean you want to do it here in your office?"
"I think I was quite literal, wasn't I?"
I take off his black suit and unzip his pants. Pete is startled, but doesn't stop me.
I hold his face in my hands, and I smirk as I kiss him. "Can I fuck the main family head bodyguard over my desk?"
I don't give him time to respond. I push his slender body onto my desk and rip his pants and boxers off at one fell swoop.
Pete protests but doesn't stop me.
"You are crazy. There are still people working out there. Anyone can come in."
I take a tie from a drawer and tie his wrists on top of his head.
I appreciate the wonderful scene of Pete dressed only in his black turtleneck, his face rosy with embarrassment and arousal, lying on my desk...bound wrists... helpless. Pete is so cute and gorgeous. That mixture of innocence and lust on his face always makes me on fire.
It's been almost a week since we were last intimate. And I've been holding back these days to make Pete crave for me. But I myself am desperate to possess him.
I unzip my pants.
"You want this too, don't you?" I take lube out of another drawer. I bought for this purpose. I lean over him, on the lower part of his body.
"..."
I gently spread his legs, kissing his inner thighs tenderly.
Pete closes his eyes again. His lips are parted. He's so aroused. His core is dripping just from our kisses and the touch of my lips on his skin.
I'm in no better situation then him. I'm so hard it hurts.
"Say it, Pete...say it the way I like it. Otherwise, I won't do what you want me to do."
He surrenders.
"Vegas...please..." he speaks hesitantly.
"Say it."
"I want you inside me...please...I beg you..." He covers his face with his fists clenched. He's ashamed.
But I'm pleased. I remove his fists and kiss him tenderly.
"I will grant your wish."
...
Pete's POV
"I want you, I want you so bad, Pete." Vegas pushes my collar away and kisses my neck voraciously..."
"You smell so good...you showered and prepared yourself to seduce me, right?! Naught bodyguard..."
"It's not that..." I try to refute, in vain.
He runs his lips down my chest and abs, pulling the fabric away from the sweater, until my inner thighs again.
"I'm sorry babe, but I'm gonna fuck you real hard."
I tremble in anticipation. I know he will tirelessly and shamelessly consume me.
And I'm almost shamelessly eager for that too.
I feel the cold and viscous liquid and moments later Vegas inside me all at once. Reflexively, I throw my head back and a loud moan leaves my throat before I can stop it. My body shakes.
"You look tighter...ah...ugh...you're clenching around me so tight, Pete. You truly miss me."
Vegas loves to say lewd things to me.
I can barely think... It's so deep and so fast I can only try to breathe and not to make any noise, but it's nearly impossible.
"Vegas...go slower...ah...ahh." It's so hard to talk. Vegas thrusts me over and over, poking the inner walls so hard.
Vegas is so handsome. His strong and powerful body manages to completely dominate me.
We reached the climax fast. I feel him filling me, as my body squirms from the strong orgasm.
My old self wouldn't have imagined I'd get so much pleasure the way Vegas does this with me.
"Sorry...It's been too many days since we did it." He kisses my sweaty forehead."
While I take time to catch my breath, Vegas gently cleans me with tissues.
But Vegas isn't satisfied yet. He unties my wrists and turns me onto my back on the table. Then he ties my wrists again behind my back.
In this way, he has greater control over me, and I'm completely subjugated to his voracious will.
Vegas unbuttons his shirt and pushes it away. I feel a little of the cold liquid running down my legs again and soon after the feeling of complete filling in the back.
It starts off slow...but soon gains an intense rhythm.
He acts like a thirsty animal.
"Vegas...ah-uh..I can't take this much...please...ah...someone can hear us...agh.."
"Don't worry, no one will come here."
"KNOCK, KNOCK...Vegas?!"
I get paralyzed. I feel a chill in my belly. I try to get up, but he doesn't move.
Vegas leans over me and whispers in my ear very softly.
"Be very quiet... soon he'll be gone." He bites my earlobe to tease me.
Bastard.
He invades me again with more aggressiveness, which makes me bite my lip to stifle the moan that wants to come out...I know he's doing this on purpose. I can't see his face, but I'm sure he's having fun with this.
Asshole.
"Vegas, I know you're there, you bastard." It's Porsche. There is a noise of a doorknob trying to be turned. "It's looked!" Porsche complains.
I didn't even notice when Vegas locked the door. He didn't tell me. Bastard! That's why he's cool with it.
"Open the door!" Porsche insists, knocking on the door.
"..." Vegas sighs impatiently.
"Fine! I have the key!" Porsche yells.
Within seconds, my fear and desperation have me getting up and quickly pushing Vegas, throwing myself under the table.
Vegas falls down on his chair.
I hear the sound of the key turning and the door opening. My heart, which was already pounding from the voracity of Vegas, raced faster with the fear of getting caught.
Vegas turns his chair back to the door.
"You weren't gone?" Vegas asks Porsche, annoyed.
"Kinn requested these documents to be signed for early tomorrow morning."
"Leave it there on the coffee table."
"Why did you lock the door, idiot? Won't you even turn around?"
"Do you really want me to turn around?" Vegas asks ironically.
"You're not going to tell me you're jerking off in your office, are you?!" Porsche says in a disapproving tone.
"Do you want to help me?" Vegas teases Porsche.
"Bastard! Let Pete hear this!"
"Leave then. And Porsche..."
"What?"
"Don't forget to lock what you opened without consent."
Porsche sighs in annoyance and leaves the room, locking the door with his key.
"I'll have this replaced with the electronic lock. Shall we continue, babe?"
As I'm trying to get out from under the table with my hands tied behind my back, Vegas pulls me up, making me sit on his lap, facing him.
He looks at me smiling happily and filled with lust.
"We can go on like this...you enjoyed riding me last time, didn't you? Feel how hard I am. I need to relieve myself."
He pulls me tighter by the waist, making my legs spread wider around his hips and sit on his hardening core.
"Why don't you ask Porsche for help?" I try to move from the chair, to no avail.
"You are jealous haha...so you know what I'm feeling these days..."
"You are doing this on purpose!" I want to punch him for teasing me.
Suddenly Vegas takes one of his hands behind my turtleneck, bringing our faces closer together.
"But you're the only one I want."
He kisses me and penetrates me intensely at the same time.
My scream is contained in his mouth.
Insatiable Vegas begins to devour his prey again.
And I willingly offer myself to be devoured by him from the office until we reach our bed in the Minor family mansion, well into the night.
...
It's 4 a.m.
Vegas sleeps soundly. He drained me and drained himself deeply.
I kiss his forehead and wait for some reaction. Nothing.
I then get out of bed slowly so as not to wake him up.
I head downstairs to the office where Arm left his tracker running, trying to locate where my videos were streamed to. I check it continuously, every day, especially when Vegas isn't here.
I position myself in front of the monitor.
To my surprise, this time a word flashes incessantly across the screen.
"Located." I repeat the word to myself.
I access the system and I proceed to delete all tracking done so that the address will never be relocated again.
This way no one will suspect, because although the tracker keeps running, it won't go through the same coordinates again.
I leave the office and make sure the house remains silent. I step into the kitchen to get a glass of water and head upstairs to go back to the bedroom.
"Where have you been?" I get startled. Vegas asks me as he hugs me.
"I went to get some water in the Kitchen"
"Don't get away from me..." Vegas hugs me tighter and kisses my cheek "I can't be without you near me for even a second, Pete."
"I'm sorry." I turn to him to kiss him. I hug him tight too, burying my face in his chest. "Now sleep."
Vegas falls asleep again.
My heart aches.
I repeat to myself again that in the future I hope Vegas understands my actions someday and may forgive me.
...