Macau's heart pounded in his chest as he witnessed the struggle between Pete and Vegas echoing with the sounds of grunts and the clinking of chains. Pete's desperate attempts to resist were evident, his fists landing blows on Vegas's back, and his legs kicking out in defiance.
Vegas, a towering figure with a cold demeanor, remained unyielding. He gritted his teeth against the blows, his grip on Pete's hair firm and unrelenting.
As Pete continued to fight, Macau's voice quivered with concern. "Brother, what happened? Why are you doing this?"
Vegas, now having successfully subdued Pete, proceeded to handcuff him to the chain by the bedside.
Vegas's smirk widened as he tossed a stack of baked cookie packets to the ground.
"You know what I found today..." Vegas taunted, his tone laced with a mix of amusement and disdain.
Macau froze in shock as he looked at the cookie. He was the one who told Pete he likes to eat them but as Vegas and his father didn't like coconut cookies they never made that at home.
"Who did you make this for?"
Vegas raised an eyebrow and asked in a serious tone.
"For the kids..." Pete replied not even looking at Macau.
"You think I am an idiot..."
Vegas gripped his hair making Pete's scalp go numb.
"You made this for Porsche....didn't you!!"
"You are sick.." Pete screamed at him.
"I am sick!!" Vegas laughed. "What did he promise you that day.....would he save you from here??.......take you somewhere safe??"
Pete still looking at him. "Guess what!! He did say that..."
Vegas' smile vanished. " So now you love him!! Are both of you going to be a couple now.....You did sleep with him didn't you!!"
Vegas violently shook Pete's body. Almost smashing Pete's head on the wall.
"Why?? Only you could sleep with him??" Pete finally said it. He never knew why the two people he trusted more than his life fucked him over.
"It was a mistake....and he is my half brother..."
Pete smiled and a small laugh escaped his lips.
"I will go sleep with a random guy and tell you that's a mistake.."
Vegas raised his chin. "Honey, you know I will kill anyone who comes near you....So be good and tell me for whom these cookies are made...did you make them for that bastard child of my father......or someone else.."
Macau felt his soul almost leave his body.
Macau, a cunning and disciplined individual, had earned the reputation of being Vegas's most loyal and effective enforcer.
Pete wanted to push Vegas's buttons so that he could give Macau a scare and when Macau was too scared to continue this affair with Pete. He would blackmail him into providing a safe passage out of this high security prison which was guarded by Vegas loyal dogs.
Pete gave a pep talk to himself. 'Worst he could do to you is rape you....he has already done this...Pete just do it....you can bulldoze through it...don't think much..'
Pete once looked toward Macau and then moved his eyes back to Vegas. Both of them fought for dominance and at the end, Pete spat on Vegas' face who was hopeful for a second but then his eyes changed as he lost his composure and ability to think. Pete has finally done it he has brought out animals that live inside Vegas.
