YBTM | Chapter 8

Alex

Walking through the doors of our hotel room, I saw a terrified Nicole shaking on the bed. I was going to kill that motherfucker if he did anything to her. He should not have even been able to get that close to her. I'll have to talk to Anton to see where he was.

“Alex!” She called out, relieved to see me. I could see in her eyes and hear it in her voice. That bastard.

“What happened?” I rushed over to her side, checking her for any injuries.

“He was here.” She sobbed into my chest.

“Did he do anything?” I growled, rubbing her back trying to calm her down.

“No.” She muttered through her tears. “He came to find out where Vi was.”

“You didn't tell him, did you?”

“No. I lied.” She looked up at me slightly. Wiping her tears with my thumb, I tucked her hair behind her ear.

“What did you tell him?” I softly asked.

“I told him she was in Miami.”

“Good. That gives us some time to play with.” I rubbed my thumb over her face. “How about we try to forget he was even here?” I smirk