Roll For Initiative

35. Lucian

W e get to the restaurant and grab a booth in the back. I need coffee. I am exhausted. I’m still irritated with her, but a bit less now. I see my phone going off from our group chat. Honestly, I couldn’t care less what the hell we have tonight. I’m just hungry now.

My security camera that faces the parking lot where my car is usually parked goes off, letting me know there is motion. I pulled up the app and saw that my front door one had just gone off a minute ago. Cassie must be leaving now. I try to resist the urge to check on her but fail. I open the camera app, and panic hits me in the gut. A man is standing off to the side, staring at her. She has her head down and isn’t even paying attention.

He walks toward her. Damnit, Cassie, look up! She almost runs right into him. I zoom in but can’t see her facial expression to judge if she knows this man. I don’t have to think about it for long because he tips her chin up to him and kisses her. All I can feel is rage. Heated, pure, violent rage. This must be Theo. I almost say fuck it and close down the app, but he spins her suddenly and slams her up against her car. At first, she looked ok, but I could tell she was wincing from how hard her head hit. I get a bit rough, but that looked more than rough.

They are making out now against the car. He has her grinding against his thigh like she was doing to me last night. He wraps his hands into her hair. She’s probably fine. I shouldn’t watch it anymore. It is just going to piss me off.

“What are you watching?” Jayme asks, so I turn my phone to show him.

“Shit, who the hell is that with her?”

“I think his name is Theo. It’s that guy she has been apparently seeing for a bit. She said it was nothing serious, but this looks serious.” I’m so pissed I am clenching the table with my free hand.

He pulls away for a second before I see him slam her head back against the fucking car again. It looks like she cries out this time. I’m going to fucking kill him. I motion for the waitress to bring our bill. Fuck the food; I need to get over there and help her.

“Did he just slam her head into the fucking car?”

“Yep, I’m going to fucking kill him.”

I think he is done assaulting her because he stepped back a bit, but then he suddenly lunges at her. He grips her by the jaw and practically lifts her off the ground, slamming her against the car again.

She’s crying, she is fucking crying. Damn it, where is our server. I say fuck it and throw $30 on the table.

“Jayme, let’s go!” I shove my way past the people waiting and rush to his car. I watch in horror while it looks like he is yelling at her. I see him kiss her; she just nods before he walks away. I got a good picture of his license plate and ensured the whole thing was recorded. It will help her when she presses charges. That was straight-up assault. Why the hell would she still be with him when he is abusive?

My heart is breaking as I watch her sitting on the ground. She is crying and looking like she is having a panic attack. I’m almost there, Cass—just four more minutes. I try calling her over and over, but she just lets it go to voice mail. She doesn’t even look at it. Fuck she must be in shock.

She stands and brushes herself off. She has stopped crying now, but you can tell her breathing hasn’t calmed down yet. I am so glad I designed this security system so well. The video quality was perfect so there will be no questioning who he was and what he did. I watch her get into her car and leave.

“Fuck, she left.”

“Do you want to go after her?” He asks. We are finally at my apartment, and he pulls into the spot.

I shoot her a text asking her to call me and that I want to make sure she is OK. I don’t mention that I just saw everything that happened because then she will know about my security cameras and may realize that there is one in my bedroom. If she asks how I know we will cross that bridge at a later time when we get there. My phone dings with her reply.

Cassie- * Hey. Everything’s fine. We are fine. I don’t want to talk on the phone right now; I’m heading to get the stuff for tonight. I’ll just see you later. *

“She says she is ok, but I’m still worried. If I go over there, though, right now, it will probably just piss her off.”

“Just let her be for a little bit. We can get your groceries and your car. Then we can go over there a bit earlier, and you can see what she says. Just keep texting her to make sure she is OK. In the meantime, send me that license plate number.” He is right.

“What are you going to do with the plate?”

“I have people. I’ll figure out just who he is, and we will figure out what to do next. Don’t worry; it will all be okay. Based on what you have told me, she's a strong woman.” He says it with such certainty that I believe him.

“OK, I’m going to go pack my shit for tonight, then we will go.”

Two hours later, we are back at my apartment with many groceries, toiletries, and other necessities. We also went and grabbed my car; thankfully, it started up after a couple of tries. It might need a tune-up after sitting for nine months, though.

We decide to take Jayme’s car instead. I toss my stuff into his back seat. I am still fuming. Who the fuck does this asshole think he is laying his hands on her. Even worse is that this is her Dom. Dom’s are supposed to make sure their subs feel safe, and that was nothing but pure fear in her eyes.

She has been texting me on and off throughout the day but has been silent for the last half hour or so. She repeatedly said she was fine, but I didn’t believe her. I swear to God, if she is bruised, I will go over to his fucking house tonight and kill him.

Jayme’s connections managed to find out a lot more about Theo. He is Theo Blackmore. One of the Elites of New York. This fucker is very powerful. I don’t understand how Cassie got mixed up with him. Could he be from Vixens? Is that where they met?

This might be even more of a problem than I initially thought. It seems that no charges ever stick to this man. He is so rich he probably has the entire city under his payroll. Fuck! I need to get Cassie away from him. Maybe I will ask her to move to California with me. There is no way in hell she would stay with that fucker after he did that. Is there?