Beneath Her Bastard Boss

Chapter 3

Chapter 3

Blair waved down a taxi. She shoved open the taxi door and climbed into the backseat as quickly as she could, intent on getting out of here as fast as possible. She felt like getting drunk. But if she went to a bar alone during the day, that would be inviting trouble. She could feel the tears as they slid unchecked down her face. She had held herself together while she had confronted Dan and Laura.

*Where to?” the driver asked, his voice cutting through the fog in her brain.

Where to? Good question.

Home wasn’t an option. Sutton and Keira were at work, and she didn’t want to sit in their empty apartment, replaying the image of Dan tangled in her cousin’s sheets. She needed a drink. But sitting alone in a bar in the middle of the afternoon? That felt like waving a white flag.

She hesitated, then rattled off the address of her office. At least there, she could pretend to be productive. Maybe even figure out what the hell to do next.

The taxi pulled away from the kerb and she exhaled, trying to steady herself.

The driver looked at her in the rearview mirror. “There are tissues in the center compartment if you need them, hon.”

The driver’s voice was gentle, like he’d seen enough women cry in his backseat to know when to speak and when to keep quiet.

Blair grabbed a handful. “Thanks.” She said before cleaning her face as best she could. It wasn’t like she wore a lot of makeup. So she might as well clean her face.

Her phone began to ring. Dan.

She still pulled it out of her to check. Her stomach clenched as she stared at the screen, his name glowing in bright white letters.

She could just imagine the first words he would say.

“It’s not what it looks like, Blair.”

“I can explain.”

“Please, just let me talk to you.”

Lies. Excuses. The same bullshit men always spewed when they got caught.

She set the phone to silent and shoved it back into her bag.

By the time the taxi pulled up in front of the towering glass and steel structure of Kingston Industries, her makeup was beyond saving. She reached into her purse, dug out a crumpled twenty, and handed it to the driver.

“Be honest,” she said, forcing a smile. “Do I look like a woman who just found out her fiancé is screwing her cousin?”

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The driver hesitated, giving her a careful once–over. “Your eyes are a little red, honey, but it’s hardly noticeable.” He paused. “Are you going to be okay?”

The unexpected kindness nearly undid her.

She swallowed the lump in her throat and nodded. “Yeah. Better to find out now, right? Just a little dump on the road of life.” She wasn’t sure who she was trying to convince the taxi driver or herself.

After paying the driver in cash, she climbed out of the taxi, hoisted her suitcase onto the curb and took a deep breath. Blair checked her phone screen to see Dan had called her six times and left six messages on her voicemail. Uninterested in what he had to say for himself, she slid the phone away in her handbag.

Blair turned toward the towering glass and steel structure of Kingston Industries. Roman had bought the building five years ago. The top eight floors belonged to Kingston, the lower three rented out to smaller businesses. With the way the company was expanding, she wouldn’t be surprised if they

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the whole thing

walked inside, adjusting her

Maggie, one of the receptionists, had stepped out from behind the lobby

the suitcase from her. In the same hand, she was still holding the bat. Blair had

walked into the office looking like she was about to commit a felony. She was relieved, though. It was something she wouldn’t need to

Can I leave everything here while I freshen up?”

course, Miss Warner.” Maggie’s eyes darted

I have to tell you?” Roman preferred first names, but some

Roman than with

taking the suitcase, briefcase, and

the foyer

she went straight to the mirrors. The cab driver hadn’t just been kind. She really didn’t look that bad She pulled a makeup wipe from her bag and cleaned off the last remnants of mascara.

her cheeks. People always said that added color, but

wasn’t much she could do about that. She pulled out a

left the restroom, retrieved her belongings from Maggie, and headed to the elevators. As she waited, she tried to recall Roman’s schedule. Did he have any meetings

have been home today. So no meetings,were scheduled in

fried. But walking in on your fiancé shagging your

thought made

for work, but not that often. If

arrived. A woman she didn’t recognize stepped in

woman got off at the second floor, Blair leaned back

also ripping off the company. No way could he get home, have sex with

Blair inhaled deeply before stepping onto

the executive floor, looked up. “Hey,

be, but I figured I’d get a

left a little while ago.

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She wouldn’t

Thanks, Kara.”

office, shut the door, and sank

her head on the desk. Shit. She felt like a wrecking ball had

worse than that, how could

had all had as kids, Blair had thought, they had grown out of that. Laura had always been a spoiled brat. Taking what

with her sisters. She hadn’t when Sutton had come back from Europe because her sister Keira had just finished university. Keira had moved in with Sutton. She would have felt guilty leaving Laura on her own to move in with her sisters. What was the point, anyway? She and Dan had planned on getting

Blair looked down at the ring on her

She would make sure he got it back. He could sell it. Because she was sure Laura would want a big flashy ring. She had made fun of

her desk, Blair dropped it in, slamming it shut. She needed a drink. Standing, Blair went into Roman’s office, where she knew he kept a bottle of scotch. She wasn’t much of a

of the man himself. Everything was big, strong, and

she opened the bottom drawer and pulled out the bottle of scotch that Roman kept there. Taking it, she sat down on his Chestfield lounge near the window. She opened the bottle and took a drink.

that didn’t help. But it wasn’t as bad as the first drink. So she had another. Laying her

yet. Let them get home from work. Blair planned to ask Sutton and Keira to assist her in organizing getting her stuff from the apartment. Although she didn’t want to put too much pressure on her older sister, Sutton. She was six months pregnant,

Why were they assholes? First, her boss for being so arrogant and intimidating and sometimes rude. Then Dan, who had been cheating on her with her cousin Laura for months.

a baby. When it arrived. But

pregnant. It was a topic she refused to discuss. Even when

to her mouth. Only she and Keira knew his

to the edge of the lounge, rising to her feet. The room seemed to tilt ever so slightly, prompting a

balance, she made her way over to

greeted into the handset. Not very

was Claire Robertson. Roman’s little piece of fluff. It was the best way to describe Claire. She had

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