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

10 - Chapter Ten - Theo Vincent's Point Of View.

Demitri's hands were bloody when he finished, but he didn't look angry anymore. I got out of the chair and went to help pull the tape off his hands. I was peeling the tape on his left hand when I spoke.

"To be very clear, I knew you wouldn't hit me. I had a gut feeling."

"You trusted a gut feeling as to if I would hit you."

"Yes, absolutely."

"Theo."

"I know how stupid you might think it was that I came down here, hell even Maddox tried to talk me out of it, and made a big point that if you told me to leave, I had to do just that. But, I couldn't. Look at your hands. These would be much worse than they are even now."

Demitri grabbed his shirt and pulled it back on, and I snuck a good look at him while he did this.

"How come you didn't bring Luca?"

"He was fine being left alone, and I wasn't sure if you were going to be calm or angry. I didn't want to take any chances of anything. Besides, I couldn't bring him with me if I was dead set on it. I didn't know how long we would be, and I couldn't ask him to wait in the car like a good little puppy."

"A good little puppy, huh? Somehow I don't think Luca would enjoy that label." Demitri said, looking down at his hands and the damage done to them.

"It's a little late, and those aren't life threatening, so I'm not going to ask Maddox to wake up the doctor to fix them. If you can wait, I'll clean them when we get back to the condo."

"Hold up, I need to wipe the bag down." Demitri said.

He walked over to the shelf and pulled out some disinfectant wipes, and wiped down the entire punching bag in record time. He picked up the two rolls of tape and set them on the shelf before tossing out the wipe.

"Let's go."

We made it back to the main floor in record time, running up the stairs, and I was breathless. Demitri didn't even look winded. I felt like I was dying. My bag was still where I had dropped it, and he picked it up, turning around to check on me.

"Are you going to make it?"

"I don't fucking know." I hissed loudly. My heart thundering in my chest.

Maddox was standing at the top of the stairs the next time I looked up. His arms crossed, his tie loose, and his shirt partially unbuttoned. He looked like he was soon‌ to be heading back to his wing.

"Are you leaving now?" He said.

"Yeah, We are heading back to Theo's as soon as he catches his breath again." Demitri said.

"Theo is out of shape. You might just want to throw him over your shoulder if you want to leave before two am," Maddox teased.

I couldn't tell him off, so I just shot him the finger, standing up and taking a few steps to Demitri. Reaching inside the bag, I pulled out my keys.

"Do you need me to drive?"

"No."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes. Just give me a moment."

I could hear Maddox chuckling as he walked away down the hall. A few minutes later, we were getting into the car. Demitri set my bag on the floor carefully before he got in and then buckled himself in. I grabbed my water bottle from the side door and drank it down before I felt almost normal again.

Starting the car, I drove us back to the condo, and he passed me the keycard so we could get back into the building. Opening the door, Luca was sitting up on the couch, but was asleep again.