Nikki Brooks Expansion Novels & Stories

And it annoyed me because my brain had started working before my pride had finished being angry. Nicholas saw it. Those expensive devil eyes saw everything. “I’m increasing the expansion funding too.” I narrowed my eyes. “Define increasing.” “More than before.” “That’s not the definition. That’s how rich men avoid numbers so poor people don’t faint.” “Not just office space and staff,” he said, ignoring me with an elegance I absolutely had not authorized. “Premium vendors. Investor introductions. Legal protection. PR support. Corporate pipeline. Your finance team will receive the details this afternoon.”

Nikki asked, as the two walked across the parking lot. “Just a little bit tired, I guess,” he said. He considered bringing up the weird midnight visit from the evening before, but knew that he wasn't going to get any answers from her. She'd just tell him what she had said then, which was basically that she had missed him and wanted to see him and muffins. But he knew there was more to it than that. In his gut, he knew. “I hope you're excited about how well that meeting just went with the sponsors,” Nikki said, her face beaming. “We just tagged another million dollars onto your contract and all you have to do is wear that company's brand of glove when you're playing.”

And Alexander, he rose to the podium, giving me a wink at sight. I smiled as he took the microphone, tapping it to test if it was on. "Good afternoon, I'm Alexander Brooks, the CEO of the Brooks Company. It's a pleasure having the noblest and most important figures in all of Europe here tonight. Today, I would like to announce two things, the first of which I shall say now. The Brooks Company in Japan and Korea will be merged, as this has been a clamor for so long." A loud applause filled the air, and he rambled on.

"I guess you don't read all the emails, do you?" "We had changed security companies. I knew that part, but how?" Nikki laughs again. "And I am the site leader for the event. That was in the email on ten twelve at ten-hundred hours, Father. Get your S.A. up." Nikki is twenty-nine. She had done a tour or two in the Army, Military Police and then tried being a cop. Too many rules and too many people looking to destroy you, so she went into private security and now she is in my convention hall, fucking up my sex life. Okay, that's mean. I love the girl and haven't seen her for over a year, but I can't be doing my thing knowing that my eagle-eyed kid could be watching. What I do to amuse myself i

I glance around the enormous house, “I don't think I'm made for places like this.” “I know. My brother is so possessive, he won't want you to mingle with this kind of crowd.” She flung her hair back with a seductive smile on her face. Nikki is putting on a black bum-short with a green crop top. However, instead of combat boots, she's putting on black sneakers. “Why?” “Uh, nothing.” She parked the car and exited the car. “We are here to party hard. You don't have to think of your husband.” She winked at me, “come on, love.”

I pressed my knuckles against the roof of the car, exhaled once, and followed her in. She had kicked off her heels by the door. She stood in the kitchen with her arms crossed loosely, watching me. I set my keys on the counter. "Talk to me, Wyatt," she said quietly. "What’s going on?” She explained everything properly after that. The New York expansion. The luxury showroom, private clients already asking for Monochrome there, rotating between California and New York instead of relocating permanently. She spoke calmly, confidently. She had already thought through the staffing, the travel, the structure of it all.