Lahat ng Kabanata ng Wild Nights With My Brother's Ex-Best Friend: Kabanata 121 - Kabanata 130

ROMAN"You're sure they stopped in Ashvale?""Yes," my guy, Ritchie, answers. "They've checked into a hotel named Ashvale Heights. They're getting their bags out of the trunk right now."I sit back in my chair, mind racing. When I spoke to Nikki, she didn't exactly tell me what they'd be doing. I'm pretty sure she only mentioned that they'd be going on a trip to their mother's hometown. Why? I have no idea either. I've been too distracted, and that's not a good thing.Then again, I was distracted when I was comforting her on the death of her mother's best friend—a woman who'd done so much for her and her mother's charity, Wings of Grace, who also happened to be Sebastian's godmother, which was how Nikki met him in the first place.She told me about the trip but didn't give me any details. Thinking of it now, I find it strange, and I actually think that she was keeping the information from me on purpose. Why? Why doesn't she want me to know what she's doing there?"Make sure to keep fo

ROMAN"Yes, Roman, I have the information you need. Well, the truth is that this seems like a legitimate claim and it would be best if you did a private DNA test just to avoid that court appearance. Don't contact her directly or send her any money—that'll only be an admission of guilt. Until we can prove whether or not you're her unborn child's father, you don't owe her a thing."I sigh and down another glass of scotch. This has to be one of the most fucked up days of my entire existence. "How quickly can this happen? I want to get this shit done and over with. I'm tired of having to think about this.""I've already contacted her lawyer, and it can happen as soon as tomorrow, if you'd like. She's truly willing to cooperate. We're going for an NIPP test—non-invasive, that is. We'll just need a cheek swab from you.""If it turns out she's wrong?""We can sue her for emotional distress and defamation, if you're willing to bother.""How do I keep this out of the papers?" Right now, I'm on

NICOLEThe car I'm shoved into speeds away, and for several minutes, maybe longer, I can't think or even breathe. I have no idea what any of this is about, and I'm terrified.The smell in the car is awful and reminds me of rotten onions.When the car comes to a screeching stop, the people on either side of me step out, and then I'm dragged out. I nearly stumble when my foot touches the ground, but I'm held upright and practically carried to God-knows-where.Behind me, I hear Mason screaming again, hurling curse words at our attackers. Or maybe 'kidnappers' is a better word. I twist my head around even though I can't see and shout his name. "Mason!"I'm relieved. At least he's here with me. At least he's alive.But for how long? What do these people want? Who are they?With the hood over my head, I can't see anything, so I have no idea where we are. They drop me on the ground painfully, and then my back is pushed into what feels like a metal pole before my arms are bound behind my back

NICOLEOnce Mason and I are dropped off in Richard's parking lot, which is where our car is, we watch as John's guy drives away with growing despair. "That's it," Mason says in a low voice as he heads to the car. "That's fucking it. We're going back to our hotel and we're gonna get the fuck out of here. We should never have come here! I don't know what we were expecting.""Mason."He ignores me. "Mason," I say again, more forcefully this time around. "We can't go!"This makes him finally stop to look at me. He looks pissed at what I've said. I continue, "What about my meeting with my biological father? It's tomorrow evening!""You've got to be fucking with me, Nicole. There's no way around it," he says angrily. "Did you see what happened to us? Did you? Do you know how bad things could have gotten?""But we're here, aren't we? There's no point in going back home without answers.""Fuck that," he grits out. "I'm older than you, so I get to fucking decide. We're going home. Like right

ROMAN I light my tenth cigarette of the last hour and lean against the side of my car, smoking it. It's past midnight and I'm standing in front of Mason's apartment building. The only reason I'm here is because Nikki told me they'd be heading back Sunday evening when we last spoke. I've been here for four fucking hours now, and there's no sign of them. I've called the police. I've got my lawyer working overtime to try to figure out what the hell is going on in that piece of shit town. Ritchie's has fucking disappeared, too, and I'm threatening to sue the company he's from for incompetence. I'm losing my mind here. Still, I have the hope that they're going to show up, and that her phone is off because something happened. Maybe they got mugged or something. The town has a high crime rate, according to the information my lawyer gave me. The police department is refusing to cooperate. Everything is so fucked and I blame myself because I haven't been paying attention to her, what with