Chapter 11
All I can do is stand by while Roman punches the guy in the face, kicks him in the ribs, and curses him.
“Hey, I’m sorry!” the guy bursts out. “Are you fucking crazy?”
Like a possessed beast, Roman pulls him to his fists and slams him against the wall. I watch this scene unfold before me numbly-later, the horror of this evening will register. Right now, all I can do is watch.
He practically growls. “You ever put your hands on her again, I’ll fucking kill you. Do you understand me?”
He pushes the guy toward the exit, causing him to stumble. He then scrambles to his feet and disappears through the crowd, leaving the two of us alone.
Roman turns to face me, fists still clenched. His expression softens a tad while he asks me, “Are you alright? Did that fucker hurt you?”
I rub my wrists while my eyes remain trained on his face. I can’t believe I just witnessed that. “Yeah. I’m fine.”
“Why would you do that?” he demands, inching closer to me. “Why would you dance with some guy you don’t even know?”
I frown and step away from him. “Oh, so now I asked for this, did I? You’re such an asshole, Roman! People dance with strangers all the time!”
“You didn’t dance with him for that reason, Nikki.” I can only look up at his face as he steps closer to me. His scent invades my nostrils. Musky. Minty. Aquatic. Delicious. “You did it to provoke me because you knew I was watching.”
A scoff escapes me. It’s so weak that it’s pitiful. “Don’t be so conceited. I didn’t do it for you! I would never willingly involve myself with a man in a committed relationship!”
Roman seems to flinch at my words, and I manage to put aside the attraction I still feel toward him and focus on what’s right and what I should be doing. “You’re engaged.”
“Nikki-”
“Don’t call me that!” I exclaim. “You should’ve told me you were going to marry someone else. I would’ve never gotten involved with you!”
“Oh, like you didn’t know?” he retorts. “You know everything about my life, yet for some reason, you didn’t know I was engaged? That’s rich, Nikki.”
His words are like a slap across my face. I turn on my heel and start walking away from him, and he immediately grabs my arm to stop me. “I didn’t mean that, okay? I’m sorry. I’m just flustered here. You were dancing with some other guy and he had his hands all over you.”
I give his massive chest a shove. “You’re here with your fiancée! Are you even listening to yourself?”
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“It’s not what you think,” he grits out. “Carmen and I are only together due to business relations. It’s an arranged relationship.”
I can’t help myself-I let out a bark of laughter. “You’re such a fucking liar. You had your arms around her and the two of you seemed pretty in love to me.”
“Looks can be deceiving.”
I’ve had enough of this. I tear my arm away from his grip and say, “Let me go. I’ve had enough of this. Oh, and I’m sending your money back to you.”
His eyes darken. “No, you’re not going to do that.”
“Oh, I will.”
“Nikki.”
I ignore him and keep going.
“Don’t you dare walk away from me!”
Before I know it, he’s grabbing me again and pushing me against the wall. His body’s pressed against mine, trapping me. I glare at him. “Roman, let go!”
“Tell me why you’re so mad,” he murmurs. His face is so dangerously close to mine that his lips brush against mine as he speaks. “Is it because I didn’t answer your text? I was mad, Nikki. You broke my fucking heart. I’ve never felt used before until that night.”
“Used? Roman, are you listening to yourself?” I’m genuinely worried now. “You’re going to marry someone else! This conversation shouldn’t even be happening.”
“I already told you that my engagement to Carmen is a business strategy.”
“It’s an engagement nonetheless,” I claim, trying to push him off me,
“Not if you tell me you want me.”
I halt and stare at his face, eyes wide. “What?”
“Be mine and I’ll cancel the engagement,” he clarifies. “I only agreed to it because I didn’t have anything else to do. I was bored, and at the time, it seemed like a great proposition. Something to do with my time. But that was until I met you, Nikki.”
“Does she know that?”
Roman shrugs so carelessly that I can’t help but be shocked. “She should. We haven’t known each other for long.”
“That’s not what it looked like to me.”
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Something flashes in his eyes. “And I told you that looks can be deceiving, Nikki.”
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I give him one last shove and he steps away, but with a gleam of humor in his eyes. I say, “You ignore my text, then tell me you want to be with me while you’re engaged to someone else. What kind of idiot would believe this crap, Roman?”
He puts his hands on either side of me when I try to walk away, caging me in. I meet his gaze and go weak in the knees when he smirks at me. Damn this body of mine. Damn him. “You know exactly what transpired between us that night. You know how we both felt. I understand that Mason is a problem-perhaps the only one that’s keeping us from pursuing this. But that can be taken care of. You’re an adult. If he stops talking to you because of this, then is he really a good brother? He can’t control your life or the decisions you make.”
“If you tell me what you did to him, then maybe I’ll be able to decide whether or not I could even risk such a thing.”
Roman chuckles and looks to the side. Then, he mentions, “It didn’t matter that night, did it?”
I grit out, “That night was a mistake.”
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