Needing Grace

40.

Roman's P.O.V

I walked in to the house as the music blasted. My phone had been going nuts tonight with these 'Grace notifications'.

I could take them off, but I like to know where she is and what she is doing.

This week has been driving me insane.

Grace hadn't shown up for work after Tuesday. I wasn't going to let her up and quit. I was going to drag her back in on Monday, by her pretty hair if I had to, and if things got worse, I would make her stay in my office.

I was giving her the week to cool her jets. But then someone rang me at work today, requesting to speak to me about Grace and where she would be tonight.

It's Thursday. Don't these people have work tomorrow?

I searched the crowd for a blonde in black pants and a skin tight white singlet. I was going of the photos I've seen already. People were staring and whispering around me.

"Hello!" Came a blonde towards me.

She was shorter then Grace, even with those heels on as she smiled at me.

"Are you gate crashing? I don't mind." She purred at me.

"Heather, don't!" I heard someone whisper to her. "That's Grace's husband."

The blonde turned to the other voice and hissed. "Ex!" Before turning back to me, smiling.

Then I saw Grace's friend. The dark one. Last time I saw her, I had Grace unconscious in my arms at a club.

"Mr Parker?" She gushed at me. "What are you doing here?"

"Where is she?" I snapped at her.

"Who? Grace?" She looked slightly worried. "I last saw her over here."

I followed her to outside and she froze. "Oh no!" I heard from her.

I looked ahead of me and I saw her.

Kissing another man!

I charged at them and tackled the man down the steps.

There was only three steps, but the fall still hurt.

I heard a shriek and then another one.

"Roman!"

"Get off my brother!"

"Roman!" Grace yelled at me, trying to hold back my arm from punching him.

"Keep your hands off her!" I growled at him as I shrugged Grace's grip off me.

"Roman, back off!" Grace cried out as she took my arm again.

The other blonde that spoke to me earlier had rushed to the blokes side.

"Why does it matter? She ain't your wife any more!" He shouted at me.

I could see a group of people on the balcony looking down at us.

"Roman, get lost." Grace tugged at me.

"See, she don't want you." I saw the smirk on his face.

I snapped. I bent down and picked him up by the cuff of his shirt. "Stay the fuck away from her!" I yelled at him. He laughed at me as my hand fisted up again.

"Roman, go!" Grace said as she let go off my arm and went to the other bloke, breaking my hold off his shirt. "Are you okay, Dom?"

That made me angrier.

"Grace, move." I clenched my jaw.

She looked up at me and brushed the hair off her face. "Take a walk!" She pointed away.

"Grace, I'm warning you."

She stood up to me, her face looking up at me. I could see how angry she was.

"Leave, Roman."

"Yeah, you heard the lady. She wants you to leave." Dom spat out as he got up to his feet. "She don't want you." He grinned.

I pushed Grace out off the way as she screamed at me.

"She is glad she isn't married to you any more."

"Dom!" Grace cried at him. But I couldn't help it.

"Don't you fucking touch her again. You have no right to." I threatened at him. I went to take Grace's hand when I saw his arm snake around her body, pulling her closer to him.

He sniffed her neck as she stood there, frozen. "She smells real good too. Does it annoy you? That she is in my arms, not yours, kissing me?"

I clenched my jaw even harder as everything around us was quiet. People were staring, I saw Grace's friend holding her mouth, her other hand holding back a bloke. He looked familiar. Dan? No Dean. Grace's other friend.

"Well, does it?" Dom teased again. His tongue on her neck. My blood boiled. I wanted to hit him so much, but I didn't want to hurt Grace.

"Grace isn't yours. Let her go." I told him as he held her tighter.

"What? Why, is she yours?" Dom smirked.

"Let me go."

My eyes flew to Grace's as she tried to wriggle out off his grip. A smirk on my face. Grace got out off his hold and stepped away from him.

I took the chance and went to throw a punch at him, when suddenly Grace was in front off me. "Don't!" She cried when suddenly someone pushed her out off the way and my hand connected to Dom's jaw.

He went down and I was straight on top of him.

Grace was behind me, screaming at me to stop.

I felt hands on my arms as I pushed them away.

"Don't fucking touch her again!" I yelled at Dom as he laid there with what looked like a broken nose.

The arms kept pulling at me. "Roman! Go!" She cried out.

I turned to her, my look murderous, but it didn't phase her a bit.

"Just leave!"

I looked at what she was wearing and I felt a new wave of anger. I snatched her hand and dragged her with me.

"Let me go!" She tried to free her hand, but I tightened my grip.

Grace dug her heels in once we hit the concrete drive way. "Roman!" But I ignored her, pulling her along till we got to my car and opened the back door.

"Let me go!" I heard her cry as she tried to slip her hand out.

I spun her to me, making her land in to me as I stared down in to her eyes. She looked stunned and scared.

"No. Never."