Nick’s POV
I swear, some days it feels like the universe has it out for me.
One second, I’m standing there like the handsome devil I am, grinning at Nara as she fussed with the tiny bracelet on her wrist — probably pretending she wasn’t nervous about stepping into her new office — and the next second…
BAM!
From freaking nowhere, this wild-eyed man burst through a side door like an extra from some bad horror movie, face red, hair sticking up like he’d been electrocuted, and those eyes — Jesus, those crazy eyes.
And then he screamed it.
Loud enough to make the windows rattle.
“Nick Gold, you son of a b***h — DIE!”
Time froze.
I swear the room went so quiet you could hear a pin drop…or my heartbeat pounding like a war drum.
Naomi screamed, poor girl, sounding like someone stepped on
