Page 68 of Ruthless Rustanovs
NIKOLAI watched Samantha closely as she sat down across from him in one of the study’s leather guest chairs. It was her second visit to his study, but this time there was no awe in her expression as she took her seat. No bright smile dimpling her face either.
In fact, her angry eyes stayed on the lawyer, as if Nikolai had brought a lethal snake into his study, even as she spoke to him. “Why are you doing this?” she asked Nikolai.
The sincere note of hurt in her voice irritated him. She acted as if she hadn’t been the one to start this, the one who’d decided to leave, taking his baby with her.
Kevin, who’d chosen to remain standing, stepped in smoothly to answer that question for him.
“As you know, Ms. McKinley, I handle all matters involving family law, which this falls under since you are pregnant with Mr. Rustanov’s child.”
Samantha shook her head at Kevin. “I’m only a few weeks pregnant, and he’s already calling in a shark like you?”
If Kevin was insulted by her words, it didn’t show on his face. “Mr. Rustanov has concerns about your future plans. You’ve insinuated that you plan to retain full custody of his child.”
Now Samantha looked from Kevin to Nikolai, like they were both crazy. “Yes, I’m going to retain full custody because I’m the baby’s mother and because he,” she shot an angry glance at Nikolai, “and I barely know each other.”
“Be that as it may, if your plan is to remove yourself from this residence, then you’ll need to establish a custody agreement with Mr. Rustanov before you do so.”
Sam darted another disbelieving look towards Nikolai, this one soaked with derision.
Then she crossed her arms over her chest and said, “Fine. What does he want? Holidays, Birthdays, every other weekend? Would he like me to arrange for a nanny for this child, too, so the baby can spend all of Mr. Rustanov’s agreed upon custodial time with her? ”
Nikolai flinched at her harsh assessment of his parenting skills, but her words bounced of Kevin as if the lawyer was made of Teflon.
“Actually, he’ll be taking full custody of the child, and you’ll be the one who needs to decide whether you’ll cooperate with us.”
Kevin brought up his leather briefcase and pulled out a sheaf of papers.
“If you sign this custody agreement now, we’ll guarantee you weekends and holidays.
If you force us to take this case to a judge after the child is born, then we won’t feel obligated to give you any access to the child at all. ”
“What?” Samantha asked, her voice hot with anger. “Okay, I understand Nikolai’s good at hockey or whatever, but there’s no way in hell a judge is ever going to give him full custody of a child. This isn’t Pavel. I’m this baby’s biological mother!”
“Sure, sure,” Kevin said, folding his arms. “And you’ve done a lot of good work at your shelter.”
“Shelters,” she corrected. “I’ve opened two. My plan is to establish a Ruth’s House in every state before I die.”
“That’s very noble,” Kevin said with a patronizing nod. “Especially considering your background.”
Samantha froze and Nikolai could see her struggling to keep her face composed as she said, “You mean the fact that I’m from Detroit? I know it’s not the most upstanding city in the world, but that’s not enough of a reason to deny me custody of my child.”
“Yes, but unfortunately murder in the first degree, which you committed less than a year after moving to Indiana, is.”
Nikolai watched Samantha falter, wondering how she’d handle what was coming next. “How—” Samantha stopped and tried again. “Why do you think I murdered someone?”
Kevin leaned down over the chair she was sitting in to address her now, his voice quiet, as if he were letting her in on a little secret.
“You should know, Ms. McKinley, this area of law gets a little tricky. You see, you murdered your stepfather on your eighteenth birthday. The courts decided to try you as a juvenile so your file was sealed and technically it would be inadmissible in court. But here’s what I think you can understand about me, given my dealings with a few of your shelter clients.
I’m a good lawyer. A very good lawyer. And if I didn’t think there was a way to get that file unsealed, given you were technically eighteen when it happened, I would not have taken Mr. Rustanov’s case.
I’m not in the habit of losing, and I know I can convince a jury of your peers that not only are you a bad prospect for motherhood, but also a potential danger to your child. ”
Kevin grinned at her like the predator he truly was, and leaned even further down to say, “After I’m done you won’t even get weekend and birthday access to your child. You killed a man, Ms. McKinley. You don’t get to sit there and act like you would be a better parent to this child than my client.”
For a moment Samantha did nothing, she simply sat, still as a wood dove, as if Kevin’s words had frozen her. But then she reanimated.
“Fuck you,” she hissed, her eyes wide and angry. “Fuck you and your dirty lawyer tricks.”
Then she turned to Nikolai, her beautiful face thunderous with rage. “You are fucked up for doing this. And obviously the only thing you care about is getting your way.”
Nikolai forced his face to remain blank, despite the rage churning inside of him. “Nyet, you want everything go your way. Me never seeing my child, you getting to raise it with someone else.”
“Yes, I’d rather this child live with someone who loves it and is capable of even being a halfway decent parent!” she screamed back. “So sorry for having the baby’s best interest in mind instead of your ego!”
And then he could no longer contain himself. He leapt out of his own seat and roared, “You do not know me! You do not know of what I am capable! I will not let you keep my child from me!”
“I don’t know you because you don’t talk to me.
Like ever! You communicate with me through your assistant and whenever I try to talk to you about anything remotely personal, you shut me out.
” She shook her head at him, her eyes full of disgust. “And now you’ve invited this snake into what should have been an adult discussion between you and me. You and me, Nikolai.”
“I invited him because you forced my hand.”
Her eyes continued to burn hot with rage as she answered, “I didn’t force your hand.
I made a reasonable decision to move out because I’m an adult who cares deeply about your nephew and I don’t want to hurt him or confuse him.
And I feel that way because I’m a good person—maybe not on paper,” She jerked her head toward Kevin, “And maybe not according to this scumbag lawyer you’ve hired, but I know my worth.
I’m a good person, and I’ll be an amazing mother because I’ll always put this child first, not my own selfish pride—”
She stopped in the middle of her passionate speech, suddenly looking stricken. Her hand came up to her mouth and she glanced around frantically, before running past Kevin and Nik and into the study’s private bathroom.
Soon after, there came the sound of retching and regurgitated food hitting toilet bowl water.
A stunned Kevin looked over at Nikolai. “Well, I’ve gotten a lot of reactions to my proposed custody suits, but that’s a first.”
Nikolai didn’t respond. Just stared at the door Samantha had slammed closed, her angry accusations still ringing in his ears.
“Should we reschedule for tomorrow?” Kevin asked. “I mean we still haven’t gotten the paperwork signed—”
“You go now.” Nikolai told him. “I will take care of rest.”
“Are you sure?” Kevin asked with a confused frown. Nikolai recognized in him a kindred spirit. Someone who was used to seeing dirty work through to the end.
But in this case, his services were no longer needed. A new plan formed in Nikolai’s head. One he didn’t bother to explain to the lawyer as he headed out of the room to put together his weapons arsenal.