Chapter 3

"Honey, just hear me out."

"I know. They like you. You didn't invite it, but you didn't reject them either."

Oh, for the love of hell. How was I supposed to explain that I'd been out killing people, not cheating on him?

Nicholas held my gaze, his eyes dark enough to drown in. That night, he was relentless.

After that, things got weirdly peaceful.

Bounty jobs kept bringing me home late. "Honey, I really am working overtime."

Nicholas always forced out a smile. "I know, I get it."

He didn't know shit.

One day, Nicholas produced a uniform as if…