Chapter 52

Martins pov.

Six months later...

I pinch the bridge of my nose as I glare at my laptop screen. Nick the idiot he is fucked up with one of the big contracts.

So instead of being home with my very pregnant and gorgeous wife, I'm here at the office cleaning up his mess.

"Right here!" I say pointing at the screen.

Nick leans over my shoulder and hums. All the fucker had to do was to reroute a few shipments a few weeks ago but now we have some very angry Italians to deal with

"Alright," he says taking a step back, "I will fix it."

"Now!" I growled

"I will do it tomorrow," he says.

"No, you will do it today!"

He huffs and plops on the couch next to Alex. He grabs his laptop and begins to type frantically. My phone starts ringing and I pick it up without checking.

"You mother fucker!" I hear Brooke's voice shouting on the other side

I had to actually pull the phone away from my ear with how loud she is.

"What's wrong? What did I do?" I asked confused.

Alex looked at me with a frown bit I