~Nico~
Anger wrapped snuggly around me as I descended the steps of Nathan’s house.
Even though I was flaming inside, my expression remained neutral, but my hands flexed at my sides, itching to do what I’d held back from doing inside.
Every step I took away from that door felt heavier, my mind replaying the sight of that bastard standing too close to Vivian, his hand raised like he had the right to touch her. I ground my molars against each other so hard it ached, and I forced myself to exhale slowly.
“That motherfucking bastard son of a stupid f*****g gun!” I gritted out, layering cusses upon cusses until I felt like my windpipe was about to burst.
I continued replaying the 101 ways that I'd envisioned to torment Nathan as I walked to my car. The sleek, black Bugatti Chiron waited f
