Page 19 of Aidan (The Doherty Mafia)
As Aidan walked away, he stopped and turned to me again.
“And I’m sorry about trying to interrogate your mom at the hospital. I promise I’ll leave her alone. She deserves to be in peace, no matter what the truth is,” he said.
Five minutes after I’d shut the door, there was a knock again.
I rushed to it, expecting to find Aidan on the other side again. Maybe he couldn’t stay away and wanted to come in. I had a smile on my face as I opened the door, but it wasn’t him.
It was the guy who worked for Aldo Baron. The one who threatened me in the parking lot the last time.
This time he wanted our conversation to be completely private, and he pushed his way into my apartment, looking around like he expected to find something here.
“Lock the fucking door,” he hissed.
I locked it, turning to him with my knees shaking in fear of what he would do to me.
I didn’t even know his name—but I would never forget his eyes. They were beady and dark. He had thick eyebrows and bad breath.
“What did you two talk about? What did he say?” he asked.
So he had watched us. He knew Aidan was here to see me.
I wrapped my arms around my torso defensively.
“He just came to check on me. We spoke about my mother in the hospital. That’s all,” I murmured.
The guy lunged at me. I cried out when he grabbed a bunch of my hair and pulled me to the only mirror in the room. I shook as he made me stand in front of the mirror. He was behind me, keeping me pinned to him, his face tight and dark with anger.
“I want you to take a good look at yourself, at your pretty little face. The next time I see you and you tell me you have no information for me, your face isn’t going to look like this anymore.” He snarled at me. I could smell his bad breath again and it made me gag.
“I…I don’t know what you want…he doesn’t talk about himself. What information can I get from him?” I tried to keep cool. Not shake too much. Not whimper.
On the inside however, I shriveled up like a dry flower. I believed him when he said he was going to hurt me.
“Figure out a way to make him talk. We need information we can use against the Dohertys. Information we can blackmail them with. Business information. Everything you can fucking find.”
He released me so suddenly that I toppled backwards and fell on the floor. My butt hurt from the fall, but I said nothing. I just stayed there on the floor while he stood over me.
His eyes roamed over me, settled on my breasts. I saw his cock move in his pants. I wanted to cry, but I held strong.
He grunted and turned away.
“You don’t have much time left. If you prove yourself to be useless, we’re going to dispose of you quickly. You’re not walking away from this unless you give us what we need.”
He unlocked the door, slamming it shut behind him.
I was just relieved to still be alive.
I locked the door and checked the blinds to make sure I wasn’t being watched. Not like I could be sure.
The Baron men always watched me—they knew exactly what I was doing at all times. That much I was certain of by now.
Then I went to the shower and stood under the steady stream of hot water, trying to purge myself of everything.
I needed to cry and let everything out and the shower seemed to be the safest place to do it in.
The Barons had made it very clear that they were losing patience with me. I had to get them some information on the Dohertys and I had to get it fast. I didn’t know what they would do if I couldn’t get the information.
I didn’t even know what they wanted exactly.
Aidan wasn’t willing to give me anything. He didn’t want to talk about himself, and I knew that if I pushed him too hard, asking questions about his family or the business—he would get suspicious. And then, I was in danger of facing the consequences of Aidan finding out I worked as a mole for the Barons.
I stood in the shower, crying and at the same time, trying to figure out what I could do to keep my mother safe. To keep all my secrets safe too.
Aidan definitely softened to me, even though he hadn’t forgiven me yet. Maybe I needed to push it further without making it too obvious. Maybe the only thing I could do at this point was to sleep with him.
If I could get into his apartment and then root through his personal belongings, maybe I’d find something I could give the Barons. And the best chance I had of getting into his apartment was to sleep with him.
