RUBY'S POV
I stared at him, dumbfounded, as the words sank in.
“You what?”
He didn’t respond. Instead, he grabbed my hand again, his grip firm but not uncomfortable, and started leading me down the street.
“Where are we going, anyway?"
“You’ll find out soon enough,” he replied.
As much as I hated to admit it, the fact that he could make things happen with just a phone call was… impressive. Annoying, but impressive.
The man was a walking enigma—one minute, he was a cold, unapproachable masked figure covered in mystery. The next, he was casually arranging for someone to relocate my car, as if that was just something people did every day.
I sighed, letting him pull me along. Whatever this was, I had a feeling arguing wasn’t going to get me anywhere.
Dominic led me to his car, parked
