ROMAN
Nikki and I are waiting outside the apartment building in the car just in case something goes wrong.
Nikki's biting her nails compulsively, and her eyes are glued to the window. She has a few light scratches along her arms and some on her neck from Haley's attack, and it makes me so angry every time I look at them.
How could that cunt put her hands on my girl this way?
My thoughts become murderous every time I think about Nikki getting hurt in any way, and Haley...God. I don't even want to think about it because I've got a lot on my plate and I don't need extra trouble. I hope Mason will man up and kick her to the curb like the rat she is.
And then, we can all move on without her being a damn inconvenience.
Nikki gasps, and my heart does a little flip in my chest. "Look!"
She points at the entrance of the apartment building and I see Haley dragging two suitcases out. They spent quite some time in their apartment, and I'm relieved to know they didn't just fuck and make up.
Mason actually did something useful.
I can't say I'm not impressed.
"I have to talk to him," Nikki proclaims once Haley hails down a cab and disappears inside. It drives her away, preferably to the hell she belongs in. Nikki's eyes meet mine, and I see tears shining in them. It breaks my fucking heart to see it. "I need to find out how he's doing."
I place my hand on her cheek. I wish I could take her pain and make it just mine. Pain, I can deal with. Seeing it on her face? That I can't handle. "Do whatever you must. I'll be right here."
She sucks in a breath. "You sure?"
"Of course. Afterward, I'll take you home."
Right now, I don't want to think about what the long-term plan is. I just want to focus on the right now. I didn't even let her look into the closets to see all of Carmen's shit in them.
I just want her with me...and then we'll figure out the rest as we go.
"Okay," she whispers before leaning closer to me and kissing my lips briefly.
I watch her cross the street, but I'm distracted by the sound of my phone ringing. It's Carmen. Speak of the devil and it'll definitely, shamelessly show the fuck up. I contemplate ignoring her call, but I've got to find a way to get rid of her before we go home. The last thing I want is to drive back with Nikki and find her there.
"Well just have to see about that, won't we?" I ask calmly even though I'm fuming. I'm seeing such a deep red that it's almost like I can taste blood in my mouth. It's so much anger and hatred that I have for this woman and her family, and the fact that they think they can have the upper hand when her father is a criminal.
"You want this marriage to end?" she asks in a strangely calm voice. She's never sounded as crazy as she does right now. "Good luck with that."
Carmen hangs up before I can say a word, and I stare at the phone in my hand with this sudden urge to hurl it at the window, shattering it. What stops me is Nikki. I don't want to scare her or give her the impression that something's wrong.
I know she's worried enough as it is, and I wish I could sugarcoat what I'll have to do to get out of this situation with Carmen, but there's no way around it.
My eyes find the entrance to the apartment building, and then I check the time on my watch. It might be a while until she comes back down, but I told her I'd be here waiting for her and that's what I'll do. She didn't even take her phone. It's in her purse, right at the bottom of her seat.
I lean into the seat and rub my eyes. I think about all the shit I'll have to do to take care of this situation, and my priority right now is to take care of Nikki and make sure Carmen doesn't get to her at all.
I don't care what I have to do to prevent that from happening. I'll move mountains to keep her safe.
I mean that.
And if Carmen wants to get into a war because of this, then so be it. At this point, I want to fuck them over. They're disgusting and they got on my very last nerve.

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