All Chapters of Wild Nights With My Brother's Ex-Best Friend: Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

ROMANI take another deep drink of my beer as I stare at the photo in my phone, one my private investigator just sent to me. A scoff escapes my lips and I set the phone down. What I want to do is throw this shit across the room, but I just leave it where it is on the counter of the bar and keep drinking. I'm disheveled and I don't give a damn. I haven't shaved in like forever. My beard is prickly and whenever I look in the mirror, I see my father. The only other thing I need to be an exact copy of him is for my hairline to recede to the back of my motherfucking head. He had a beard just like the one I have now. And back in the day, he would be stuck in bars drinking, too. I don't know what fucking issues he had that he had to drink them away, but in any case, here I am now, the living proof that we can't escape our parents no matter how hard we try. We'll always be half of them. And the harder we judge them, the easier it'll be to settle into their shoes. Right now, his are pretty

ROMANI find myself in yet another bar, and no, I didn't have time to change.Then again, it's just Laura, and I'm not necessarily trying to impress her though that was the case a few years ago, when I met her during my last year of college. "Wow," Laura remarks for the hundredth time this evening, "you truly have changed your appearance a lot. I'm digging the beard, Hayes."I raise my brows to acknowledge what she said, but I don't really care what she thinks. Not anymore. Laura was the first girlfriend I had who came from a wealthy family. She introduced me to a lot of people who helped me get to where I am today, and though I'm grateful, I know deep down that she didn't do me a favor. I'm the one who got me here. If I didn't have the ideas or the charisma to convince those people I had a dream worth investing in, I would've never gotten this far. Still, she helped out. A lot. We only broke up because she decided she had to tour around Africa and Asia to take pictures. Despite h

NICOLEI reach the office and dump the file on Angus's table. He gives me a satisfied little look. "Thank you."I roll my eyes at him before walking out of his office and slamming the door. I'm not in the mood for his shenanigans today. He has this terrible habit of provoking people until they snap, and I hate him for it.Because if I snap, people will get hurt and he'll make sure to remind me that I'm the reason why.I just have to endure him.I'm walking toward the lobby when I see Sebastian talking to the secretary. I approach him with a furrow between my eyebrows and say his name.He turns around. "Nicole.""What're you doing here? I'm sorry I'm late. I just had to stop by the apartment quickly. We can—""I'm sorry about yesterday," he interrupts, closing the distance between our bodies. The executive assistant he was talking to, Renate, turns her head away and makes sure to turn around to give us some privacy. "Maybe I laid it on too thick. Maybe I should've given you more time."

NICOLERoman looks surprised to see me, and of course, he's surprised. I'm wondering what the hell I'm doing here myself, especially after everything he's done to me. It was an impulsive decision. I got so mad at the photographs that I decided I had to confront this manipulative, shameless liar who I allowed to wreck my heart and my life. When I left Angus's office about half an hour ago, I didn't know what to expect, or what I would find. It definitely wasn't this. When I walked through the open door and saw a trench coat on the floor, my world fell apart right before my eyes. The living area was empty, and I could hear their voices in the bedroom. The asshole had someone over. That's the thought that sprang to my mind. Tears flooded my eyes, making it harder for me to see. I wanted to turn around and leave. It was all true. Everything Angus ever said about him was true. I was furious. I imagined him with the woman from the photograph. I wanted to kill him with my bare hands fo

NICOLEWe lie in bed afterward, side by side. "I want you to tell me about her."Roman tenses right away and stops running his fingers through my hair. "Who?""Esmeralda."He reacts like I've just slapped him across the face. He even turns his face away from mine. "I don't see how that's relevant, Nikki. I don't want to share that part of my life with you because it doesn't matter as much to me."I place my hand over his cheek and force him to look at me again. "It's not going to work if we think this way, Roman! I told you—no more lies!"He meets my gaze. "I don't want to hurt you. Can't you see that?""It hurts me more when I receive photos of you holding her hand when you tell me you have nothing to do with her," I continue angrily. "So, tell me. I want to understand what's going on."Roman is reluctant, but he ends up sharing everything with me, from the whole NDA thing they had to sign to the terms he's not keeping, but only because she made a mistake when her lawyer set up her