Chapter 51
Sebastian
“It’s been over an hour” I growl as I pace back and forth outside my bedroom door.
“Calm down Sebastian,” Xavier replies, handing me a much needed glass of whiskey. “Doctor Flores needs to do a full checkup. You know as well as I do Riley is in good hands.”
He’s not wrong. Dr. Flores has been our personal on-call physician since we started our company. She is an excellent physician and we pay her extremely well for her visits.
The door swings open and I catch a glance of my beautiful little mouse lying peacefully on my bed before the doc closes the door behind her.
She breathes out a sigh turning to me. Fuck, this is not going to be good, I think to myself.
“I’m not going to sugarcoat it Mr. Bolt,” Dr. Flores says before continuing. “Riley is lucky to be alive. She has slight bruising of the ribs and a small laceration on her forehead likely from hitting her head during the accident. Bruising is evident on her wrists and ankles but those should heal quickly. I’m not 100 percent positive but I am fairly certain she has some sort of heavy sedation in her system. The bloodwork I ran on her should come back in the next few hours to let me know for sure. That may be why she is walking away from the accident with far less damage than one would expect.”
I breathe out a sigh of relief and go to open the door to enter the room when the doctor's voice halts me. “That’s not the worst of it Mr. Bolt. There are marks all over Riley’s body showing evidence of repeated sexual assault.”
My grip on the door handle tightens and I turn towards her.
“She will need some time to rest and recover from this ordeal. I will update you with the blood results as soon as I receive them. Let me know when she wakes up as I will need to conduct a few other physical tests on her. I’m not sure what happened before the car accident but I have a colleague who specializes in counseling for victims in this sort of matter. If Riley needs someone to talk to, I highly recommend her,” she says handing me a business card.
With that she turns, taking her usual envelope from Jamison, and leaves.
“I’m going to kill that piece of shit when I get my hands on him” I grit out. “Someone call Andre and tell him to move up his visit to the states. I’m in need of some services only his family ties can provide.“ With that I enter my room and settle into the lounge chair next to my bed to watch over my little mouse.