Page 42 of Aching for His Discretion

Walking into my club, I nodded my head toward my guard, who was keeping watch, and Micah walked over to me.

“I don’t know if I should feel disgusted that Elliot’s plan of calming you down actually worked or impressed… either way,he’s in the basement,and be nice. He needs to keep his fingers and toes,” he explained with slight sarcasm, and I shrugged as we walked to the back of the club.

“Good thing you left Nico down there with him. It’s not like he enjoys counting down the ones he chops off or anything,” I said, rolling my eyes, and we descended the stairs only for my smile to widen sadistically.

With tape over his mouth, rope around his arms and legs, and a blindfold around his eyes, I’d say I was quite pleased with Elliot’s idea of me staying behind while they worked to...take out the trash.

Approaching the boy slowly, he groaned as I unwrapped the blindfold around his eyes, and his head slowly started to rise. He made eye contact with me, and it seemed as though all of the blood drained from his face.

“Alec Harrington... long time no see.”

His chest began to rise in a panic, and I chuckled.

“Ironic, isn’t it? You were threatening Teegan for being with me, and now… it’s me that’s holding you hostage. It feels like it’s all coming together full circle, wouldn’t you agree?” I asked, and he gave me a glare.

“Oh... forgot about this,” I muttered and ripped the tape off of his mouth. He hissed for a moment, but he went back to his anger-fueled gaze.

“I knew you were fucking crazy,” he snarled as he tried to struggle in his restraints, and I shrugged.

“They don’t call me the devil for nothing… now, what’s all this about you not respecting personal boundaries, hmmm? Calling Tesoro mio degrading names, forcing yourself on her… threatening her. Doesn’t seem like you listened to the first few warnings we gave you, now does it?” I asked.

He didn’t say anything as he turned his head away from my gaze.

Anger built up in my chest, and I delivered a punch straight to his face.

“Fucking answer me,” I seethed, and he spit out a bit of blood before looking me in the eye.

“She’s a little slut. That’s what the fuck she is,” he whispered, and I practically growled as I delivered two more punches to his face before I stopped myself and let out a laugh.

Alec looked at me as if I’d grown two heads, and I pulled myself away from his bruising face. I shook my head as my smirk stayed plastered in place, and I nodded.

“Come to think of it... In a sense, you’re right. The only problem is that you crossed the fucking line, and there is nothing that you can do with your two-inch little dick… and do you want to know why?” I asked, walking around to stand behind him. He didn’t respond. Forcibly, I grabbed his hair, and he groaned loudly as I pulled it back harshly, still holding a death grip as I looked down at him.

“Because she’smy little slut.You don’t get to touch, look, or even think about her. And because you did that and so much more… you are going to fucking pay,” I threatened.

He looked me in the eye. I thought he would have a bit of sense and keep his mouth shut, but he just had to speak again.

“The little bitch isn’t even worth all of this.”

My eyes darkened slightly as I leaned down and spoke as my hand tightened in his hair, causing him to groan. “Clearly, you seem to be missing the kind of dynamic we have going here. I’ll give you a hint: the more shit you say, the deeper your grave and the quicker you’ll be in it. So I suggest you keep your fucking mouth shut,” I finished, shoving his head forward, and I walked back around and leaned down as I made eye contact with him. Another smile graced my lips as he took the hint, his eye glaring daggers, but he was completely silent.

“Do me a favor and get comfortable.You’re going to be here a while.”

Chapter eighteen

Teegan

Hearing a knock at my door, I placed my gold hoops in my ears as I went over. Upon opening it, I blushed as Levi’s eyes looked me up and down, and his gaze intensified. From my sleeveless brown satin top to my black mini pencil skirt and black pointed-toe chunky heels, his eyes darkened as he looked at me.

“How the fuck am I going to get through this night?”hemuttered in Italian before he was nice enough to continue in English for me. “Tesoro... you look so adorable, yet alluring. I’m baffled at how you’re able to be both at the same time.” He entered my apartment, and he closed the door behind him as I did my best to hide my blush.

I grabbed a black sweater and my purse as I gave him a shy smile. “Thank you... you don’t look too bad yourself, Mr. Amante,” I replied, and he placed his hand in mine.

Correction: he lookedpanty-dropping. His white button-up was slightly fitted, leaving nothing to truly be unseen, along with his black fitted pants, black dress shoes, and suit jacket he held over his shoulder...He looked so pretty.

After bidding goodbye to my sweet kitty, we walked out of the complex and to the car. Thanking him for opening the door for me as I sat down inside, we soon made our way to a restaurant near the city. It seemed to be an expensive Italian one, and another smile came to my face as I was happy that he was introducing me to a small piece of his culture and food.

We entered the restaurant and were escorted by the hostess to a table with a beautiful view of the city. Levi pulled out my chair for me, and I thanked him as I took a seat. He sat across from me, and two glasses of water were placed on the table by a man close to my age, who I assumed was our waiter.

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