Page 82 of Aching for His Discretion

“The whore you just threw down the steps brought her down here to look for the boy.”

Micah gazed down at me, and I felt my hands become numb, feeling overwhelmed by the entire situation. All of a sudden, the steel door opened behind me, and I felt even more terrified as I heard wheezing… as if someone was straining to breathe.

Hearing footsteps, I glanced over my shoulder and regretted the decision the second I saw the person responsible for the wheezing of another emerge, shirtless, sweaty, with bloodied knuckles and disheveled hair..

“Tesoro,”I heard him say, and I felt my heart sink to my feet.

Teegan…

“Capo... no. Not right now,” Micah said in a slight panic, and Levi’s jaw ticked slightly as he ignored Micah and approached me. I felt absolutely terrified at that moment. His eyes seemed to be void of emotion, almost like he was on autopilot.

Once he was a few feet from me, he beckoned me over with two fingers. I had half a mind to hold onto Micah, but I slowly felt myself going over to him. Once I was near him, he took in a deep breath before my eyes bulged open as his hand wrapped around my throat.

“What. The. Fuck. Are you doing down here, little girl?” he seethed as he towered over me and put pressure on my neck. Tears filled my eyes as I felt utterly helpless in his hold.

Even though he looked absolutely murderous, I knew he wouldn’t hurt me… at least,I hoped he wouldn’t. So I found the confidence to say my following words freely.

“What did you do to Alec?” I whispered.

His eyes darkened before he tsked as if he was disappointed in me.

“I told you I’d let him and his father go, Tesoro…” he muttered, and I narrowed my eyes at him.

“Let him go where?” I questioned, and he tightened his hand on my neck, making my hands grip his wrists in fear.

Teegan.

“To hell.”

The moment he said that, my face dropped as I felt sick to my stomach. I could feel the guys watching our interaction closely, but I knew they had to be cautious.

“They’re dead?” I whispered, and he clenched his jaw as he remained silent.

“A-and Theo?” I asked softly, and he pulled me in closer, forcing me to go on my tiptoes.

“He’s right there with them,” he muttered, and my bottom lip wobbled as he seemed unfazed by my fear. He gazed down at my quivering lip as my tears continued to fall, and he placed a small kiss on them as his other hand wiped a few of my tears away.

“My pretty girl…no tears, hmm? You know I had to keep you safe, Tesoro.”

“You didn’t have to kill them,” I cried, and he shook his head.

“No, my sweet girl… you toldmenot to hurt them. I did exactly as you asked. Elliot, Micah, and Nico… can’t say the same for them, baby,” he muttered, and I continued crying as he shushed me, softly… as if I’d be silenced in a dark basement beingcaressed by a shirtless deranged man who manipulated me for our entire relationship.

“Capo, he’s losing too much blood,” I heard Nico’s voice as he emerged from behind the steel door. Levi let go of me, and I watched his back as he walked into the room, enraged.

“He was just about to fucking talk,” he seethed, and I cringed as he punched the man sitting in the room across the face. Looking closer, I noticed it was Mr. John. He was barely recognizable anymore.

Levi pulled Mr. John’s head back by his hair and looked down at him in disgust.

“Was it fucking worth it? Hmmm? I haven’t even killed you yet, and you’re trying to give up on life already… it’s not going to be that fucking easy. You’re going to tell me where the fuck my father is, even if it’s on your deathbed,” he growled, and paused for a moment before looking over at me as I did my best to hide behind Micah.

“Actually...” he muttered, and I flinched as he walked over and grabbed my arm harshly before dragging me over to the room.

“Levi. Don’t,” Elliot said as he walked over, but Levi ignored him as he shoved me closer to a weak, frail, and practically unrecognizable Mr. John.

“Stop his fucking bleeding before he dies,” he ordered, and I looked up at him in complete shock as he rolled over a cart of first aid supplies.

“I-I can’t,” I whispered, sobbing, and he grabbed me by the back of my neck, jerking me closer to him as the guys stood in the room. It looked like they were struggling, wanting to intervene but not being able to do so because of the unhinged man holding me captive.

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