Villain AU where this child is both an asshole and evil

Re-draw of this angsty boy

The dark room was your home now. Light was a luxury. Pain was all you knew. The door opened, looking up from your desolate bed of rags you saw the silloete of the person responsible for this, Lovino Vargas. He was the lone shark, and since your dad had died under his torture and all his money had gone to you, it was your turn to "play".

"Hello, _____, are you enjoying your stay here?", he asked, his voice like wet silk sliding over your skin, chilling you to the core. Those were the words he always said, with that same voice, with that same dark undertone.

"No!", you spat fiercely, glaring at him, even if he was the captor. He frowned, his eyes lighting up with the madness that always filled his voice when he talked to you.

"Now, you little brat, be nice and I will.", Lovino snarled, he grabbed your arm and pulled you up right, slamming you against the wall, you winced and felt the cuts on your back reopen. Pulling out a pair of hand cuffs, and roughly hand cuffing you to a pipe on the wall.

"Say, you aren't so bad to look at, this could be fun.", he chuckled, his eyes roving up and down your battered figure. You shuddered under his gaze but could do nothing but stand there. He moved swiftly and pushed you against the wall, his lips slamming roughly against yours causing your head to be pushed against the wall. One hand trapped your uncuffed one against the wall, while the other pulled you closer to him.

Wincing, you pulled your hand from the cuff, breaking it and tearing away the skin in the process, you screamed at the sight and pushed him away. His eyes filled with rage he murderously swung his hand, cracking it into your jaw and knocking you into the floor. As soon as you slammed against the floor his foot crashed against your head and everything faded to black.

~~30 Minutes Later~~

Your eyes opened slowly, your head throbbed with pain, as did your hand, but that didn't matter as he stood above you, a gun at your head.

"You will give us the number to your fathers bank account.", he said, the cruel smiles dancing on his lips, the lips that had slammed into yours, you remembered with a shudder, broadend into an insane grin.

"Nev-", you began, but a bullet splintered into the ground next to your head, and the only thing that escaped your lips was a terrified whimper.

"Tell me the number, before I get bored with you.", he said coldly, the silky tone from ealier gone. Another bullet went off. "Now!"

"I-I don't know!", you yelled terrified, the only information you had gone, the only thing keeping you alive gone. The gun moved from the area next to your head.