DOM: Alliance Series Book Three (87)

Just as the cab slows to a stop, four phones sound with notifications. Mine is the only one that stays silent.

Dominic pulls his phone out of his pocket, and I look up, watching his expression harden.

There’s no use asking if something is wrong.

Something is.

Dom slides his phone into his pocket and circles an arm around my shoulders while the elevator doors slide open. “We’re bringing Mrs. Gonzalez home. Then we’re going to the shop.”

Dom has never called me that before. Not like this. And it scares me.

Rob steps out first, his head moving back and forth as he moves through the lobby.

Then it’s Dom, with me at his side. And the other two men behind us.

I hug my purse to my front and move with them, their long strides making me walk faster than I’m used to.

Rob steps through the front doors and onto the sidewalk first.

I’m not sure where we’re going since the parking ramp is on the other side of the building, but then I see a large black SUV idling at the curb in front of the building, with two matte black cars in front of it and two more behind.

A man jumps out of the SUV, circling around to meet us.

“We’re going to the condo first,” Dom tells the man, who simply nods once, then jogs to the car directly in front of the SUV.

I continue to let Dominic guide me forward, only pausing for him to open the rear door of the large vehicle.

I climb in, and when Dominic starts to get in behind me, I scoot over to the middle of the bench seat.

Rob gets in on the other side of me, and the two men I don’t know take the front.

“Seat belt, Angel.” Dom’s voice is soft, and I don’t realize I’m shaking until I try and fail to comply.

Dominic turns toward me, reaching across my body to close his fingers over mine.

His hands are steady as he helps me.

The click fills the car, and I see a strobe of light out the windshield, which I think is our driver flashing his brights. Then the caravan pulls away from the curb.

“Did you come here with all these guys?” I try to keep my voice quiet as I ask Dominic.

He literally just got that text a moment before we exited the building. There’s no way they’d have been able to get here this quickly if something just happened.

“Yeah, Shorty.” Dom places his hand on my knee.

I want to ask more, like why he’s traveling in a five-car lineup, but the tension in the vehicle is so thick I swear I could reach up and touch it. So I stay quiet.

We maneuver through the streets in a row, and I feel bad that all these guys are driving to our place just to drop me off when they clearly have somewhere else they need to be.

But I have a feeling that offering to take an Uber home wouldn’t go over well.

And honestly, if something bad is happening, I’m glad I’m surrounded by big, scary men.

We start to slow, and I look up to see we’re approaching our building.

I unbuckle, but Dom doesn’t open the door right away when we stop.

He waits. And I watch as four men, the passengers from each of the other four vehicles, line up between us and the front door of the building. Facing away from each other, their backs creating a hallway of sorts.

“With me.” Dominic must direct the command at Rob because I hear his door open at the same time Dom opens his.

I’m careful to keep the skirt of my dress down as I slide off the seat. And when my feet touch the ground, Dom takes my hand, and we walk across the wide sidewalk.

It’s late enough that there aren’t a ton of pedestrians around, but there are definitely some. And they’re watching. But Dom’s men ignore them, so I do, too.

I know we’re making quite the scene, but if it keeps me from dying from some invisible threat, I’m okay with it.

Rob follows Dom and me inside, but the other four men stay where they are.

Phil is seated behind the front desk when we walk past, but everything feels too serious to break the silence, so I just raise my hand as we pass.

When Rob follows us onto the elevator, my paranoia creeps up another notch. Dom must be really worried if he’s having someone come all the way to the door with us.

The ride up is silent, and when the doors open, Rob presses the button that will keep them that way.

With Dominic’s palm on the small of my back, I walk toward our door. And since I’m closest, I place my hand on the reader next to the door, but Dom reaches out to open it after it unlocks.

I step inside, then turn to face Dominic. “Be careful,” I tell him, and at the same time he says, “Stay inside.”

Dom grips my chin and lowers his face to mine. “Be a good wife and stay inside. I’ll be fine.” He presses his lips to mine.

Then he’s gone, the door locking behind him.





CHAPTER 57





Dom





When I step back into our home, fury is still boiling under my skin. Another business was hit, and this time someone got hurt.

With the lights off, I cross the great room.

But I don’t go upstairs, I go down the lower hall to my gym.

Because they didn’t kill my man. But they drew blood.

We’ll track them down soon.

And we’ll take our revenge.

But we don’t have them right now.