Nikki Brooks Expansion Novels & Stories

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 never should have left but I've let the business fall behind lately and there's only so much that Nikki can handle and plus most of the pack depends on our company so I have to make sure it thrives. So that's why I'm sitting here listening to my board members talk about profit margins and expansions. Speaking of expansions, I'm sure they won't like it when I announce to them that our new branch opening in New York will now be our head office. I made this decision after I had to leave Lena again, the look on her face both times I'll never forget it.

"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 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.