Nikolas sighed for the umpteenth time in the day. After being busy the whole day, he returned to his house in Yakima but was restless. He had received the money that Brandon owed him. It only meant that he would have to free Brooklyn now. His whole body protested against it. No, he wouldn’t free Brooklyn ever.
‘She’s mine!’ his mind chanted like always.
He lay on his bed and conjured up different plans to force Brooklyn to stay but nothing worked. Would he have to free her forever? But where would she go? Who would protect her? Deeply worried and desperately thinking of a way to stop Brooklyn, Nikolas lay awake all night, tossing and turning on his bed. He would wrap up his work and leave Yakima at the earliest. What if Brandon took her away from him?
The next morning, on his way to wor
