Chapter 44 : Praise My Wife

*Miles*

With a heavy sigh, I pushed open the car door beside me and stepped out. I rolled my head from side to side to alleviate the tension building between the base of my neck and shoulder blades, but it did nothing but only make them tenser.

The confrontation with Dylan didn’t go the way I had thought it would. When he showed me the images of my little birdie from the night she was assaulted… I just about damn near lost my mind. My vision had turned red and I was afraid of what I would do to my asshole nephew. But thankfully, I managed to reel in my rage, only choosing some choice words for him as a reminder not to fuck with me.

My steps echoed in my ears as I walked across the parking garage toward the elevators. The loud music blasting inside the confined space is doing nothing to help the pulsing headache forming at my temples. All I want to do is get upstairs and hold my wife.

It’s been a long ass fucking day.

Once inside the apartment, the smell of roasted veg