The Righthands Underboss & Lawyer [M/M/M]

02 - Chapter Two - Theo Vincent's Point Of View.

In the morning, I was done with Demitri being here, and it wasn't anything he did. It was all me. I didn't want him here. I showed him where the coffee was, made him breakfast, and then broke the news to him. He almost looked offended, until he brought his phone up to his ear, no doubt calling Maddox.

"I'll take you back to the complex. I have paperwork to bring to Alexi, anyway."

"Alright."

He didn't fight me about it and was polite the entire time. Back in the car, I had my papers, and he had his bag. We got back to the complex, and he left, going about his own business. I went inside and down to Alexi's office. I knocked and he let me in, his eyes narrowing on the hickies on my neck.

"You slept with Dem? I couldn't see that—-"

"Wrong."

"Then who did you—- Oh. You went back to Luca's room with him. You slept with Luca."

"I would much rather we not—-"

"I heard Maddox ordered Dem to stay with you, so where is he?"

"Back here, where he belongs. I don't need a babysitter."

"Maddox would disagree, but he let you bring Dem back, so I don't know what to say about that."

"I have your fucking papers here."

I handed him the papers, and he grabbed my arm before I could leave. I knew what he wanted and I don't want to gossip with him about the subject everyone wants to talk about. Marco.

"Alexi."

"I don't want to talk about what you think I do."

"If this is about Marco—-"

"No, no. I know you don't want to talk about Marco. I want to talk about Luca and what happened between you two after the event."

"Since when are you so bloody nosey about what, or rather who, I've done?"

"Since it involves my cousin's underboss, Luca, it matters to me."

"Underboss, him?"

"Yes, Luca is Alessio's underboss. He took over his father's position."

"Perfect. Great. I really know how to pick them, even fucking accidentally."

"Relax, it's not the end of the world. Shit happens, Theo. So you slept with him, big deal."

"We were both drunk. I wouldn't have slept with him, otherwise."

"Are you sure about that?"

"Yeah, pretty fucking sure. I don't want to be entangled with anymore fucking mafia men. No fucking, no relationships, not a fucking thing."

"You're telling me you would pass up Dem, if he offered to make you forget about Marco?"

"Yes. I'm telling you—-Wait. Why are you even saying that, Alexi?"

"Please, I know your type and Dem fits it. Luca too."

"Please. You don't know my type."

"You forget, we shared a bed once, too. Before Marco."

"Twice. We shared a bed fucking twice—--"

"Alexi, Theo. Am I interrupting?" Creed said, stepping into the office.

"No, hardly, Just reminding Theo that I know his type."

"You were his type once, if I remember." Creed chuckled.

"I would like it if we could collectively all forget." I hissed out, pinching the bridge of my nose.

I would have been weirded out by the way Creed teased Alexi and me for having slept together twice if it wasn't for the fact that he wasn't even bothered by the fact in the slightest. He seemed more comfortable with the fact that we had slept together than we were.