Nikolai watched the two women leave the meeting room, their footsteps gradually fading along the corridor. Even after the doors closed, he could still hear Nikita complaining about Selene stealing his favourite jacket.
'Those two...'
He couldn't help but smile.
Sometimes, watching Nikita and Selene together made him remember how much things had changed since their first meeting. Back then, the two women could barely tolerate each other's presence, let alone share the same husband and raise their children together.
Now they were practically inseparable.
Although they'd probably kill him if he said that aloud.
"Haa..."
Nikolai leaned back in his chair and rubbed his temples.
There was only one problem.
'I just agreed to take both of them into that fucking death trap.'
He didn't regret his decision, but the strange pressure inside his chest refused to disappear.
Nikita and Selene were powerful.
Perhaps among the strongest women currently living in S-City.
