Pete felt a sense of deja vu.
This has happened once in past. Vegas has taken him captive and he has beaten him with a leather belt then attend to his wounds when he was infected.
When he had woken up at that time he had a sense of curiosity what exactly goes on inside that devious brain of Vegas.
This time he felt neither.
Before he passed out he knew Macau was the one who stopped Vegas from beating him.
Doctor has given him suppressant to slow down the heat.His wounds were covered and Vegas was sitting in front of him when he woke up.
"I can forgive you. But that thing need to leave."
Vegas spoke.
Pete was wide awake.
"What are you talking about?"
Vegas rubbed Pete's apple cheek. His finger tracing the scar very gently.
"That bastard child need to leave..."
Vegas was still the same.
All matters to him was his own emotions and needs.
Well Pete was still same as before. He was still poor and powerless. He was like a small bug who hides in sand and lives on the mercy of powerful people. He was just a toy for Vegas. He has nothing to himself. No emotion or feelings. He just need to be at disposal of Vegas. He will discard him once he is bored or Pete is broken.
"Why are you doing this to me?"
Tears slide down Pete's eyes.
"Just let me and my son go...we have nothing too do with each other...I don't want anything from you...."
Vegas grip tightened in Pete's face.
'nothing!! He said we are nothing '
Pete noticed all the restriction has been removed probably for tending to his wounds.
"Leave me"
Pete screamed and pushed away Vegas which took most of his strength. He coughed a little and felt pain in his chest.
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"I am trying to be very patient with you here. You are going to be my mate. Future queen of my clan." Vegas spoke.
"What are you talking about??"
Pete look at him with confusion.
"As I said..."
" I just want to go home with my son..... whatever crazy plan you are planning, I don't want to be a part of it."
Whatever grand words
Vegas used it was futile against Pete. He was like a tape recorders asking to be let go. No amount of money or riches flattered him. Being the hostess of the clan was not ever tempting to him.
Vegas screamed making Pete go silent.
"Why you don't want anything??"
"I just want to go home with my son"
"My son!!! My son!!.....did your mind have a glitch"
Knock on the door with a small voice came.
"Dada!! Dada!!!"
Pete has seen Vegas eyes turning red.
"I will solve this issue "
Vegas was about to get up when Pete launched himself on Vegas.
Vegas held him by his neck.
"Please...I do anything you want but don't seprate me from my child..... Please Vegas.... please!!! "
Vegas let go of Pete and Pete fell on floor but he didn't give up and crawled to Vegas's feet. Tears sliding down and touching Vegas shoes .
" Vegas please I beg you don't hurt him. I will let you do whatever you want to me.. weather it is being a slave or killing people, or being a decoy to protect your lovers....I can do it....just let me and my son live a peaceful life "
Vegas felt as if a knife was being stabbed again and again to his heart. What did he think of him. Why was he treated like a low life who would harm kids or use Pete as a decoy.
Vegas suppressed his anger as a smirk came to his face.
"Show me your sincerity.."
"How??"
"Your heat is suppressed and will be coming by day's end ..... Let me mark you... Be my mate"
Pete was shocked.
"...."
"You don't want too??"
"No ..no... I will do it..I will do it!!"
Vegas smiled and held Pete in his arms. Wiping Pete's tears.
With a smile on the face he told Pete he will inform the maids for preparation.
" You would let me and my son live peacefully...."
Pete asked with a trembling voice.
Vegas was annoyed at the mention of the son but he suppressed his anger.
"Hmm "
