Beneath Her Bastard Boss

Ethan barely had time to move Blair into a sitting position before the sound of screeching tires tore through the air. She almost flinched after what had happened yesterday. But it was Roman’s car that came to a halt so fast it nearly skidded, the driver–side door flinging open before the vehicle had fully stopped. Roman was out in an instant, his eyes locking on Blair where she sat on the pavement with Ethan crouched beside her. She could see that Peters was with him.

His face was thunderous as he strode toward them, looking around at the broken concrete shattered around the ground. “What the fuck happened?”

Ethan straightened. “That,” he pointed to the pieces of concrete, “fell from the building. Miss Warner was almost hit. I pushed them both out of the way. Unfortunately, they both hit the sidewalk and the side of the building pretty hard.”

But at least she hadn’t got her head crashed in by a fulling building. There was no way of surviving that.

Roman’s jaw clenched, his gaze flicking over Blair’s body, scanning for injuries. “Are you hurt?” He came straight to her while she saw Peter’s disappeared into the building.

“I” Blair started, but the adrenaline was still coursing through her, making her hands tremble. Her ankle throbbed, her body sore from being shoved out of the way yet again. “I don’t know.” She really didn’t. There hadn’t been time to take stock of her injuries. She had been in mental shock. Someone was trying to kill her. It wasn’t like she was a witness to some murder. Dan was too much of a coward. None of this made sense. Jessica wanted money, so killing her would have no benefit to her, surely.

Roman crouched down, his hands moving to her face, tilting it slightly to examine her properly. “There’s blood,” he muttered, his fingers brushing a small cut near her hairline. “Damn it, Blair.” He felt sick. Someone had tried to hurt her, again.

Kara groaned from beside her. “Well, my knee is definitely fucked.”

Roman barely spared her a glance before turning to Ethan. “Get her checked out. Now.” He could see the blood on Kara’s knee. Ethan nodded, moving towards Kara as sirens wailed in the distance. The police and ambulance finally arriving.

Shit, the noise level was deafening looking around. It looked like a war zone. There was another older man down ahead. He must have been hit with some of the flying concrete as it hit the sidewalk and broke into pieces. There were people helping him as well.

It worried him the most. This person didn’t seem to care if they hurt other people to get a Blair. That alone made him or her very dangerous.

Roman stood just as Peters emerged from the building, his expression grim. “The piece that fell wasn’t an accident. Someone loosened it. There are scape marks where it was pushed off the side.”

Blair’s stomach dropped.

Roman turned fully toward Peters, his voice low, dangerous. “Do we have security footage? Witnesses? Anything?”

Peters shook his head. “Not yet, but we’re working on it. I will work closely with the police on this Roman.”

The EMTs rushed toward them, and Roman stepped back just enough to allow them to assess Blair and Kara. One of them shone a light into Blair’s eyes, his tone calm but firm. “Miss, do you feel dizzy? Any nausea?”

Blair swallowed, realizing her head was pounding. “A little dizzy.”

take her to the hospital for a CT scan, just to be safe.” The older

“She’s

let out a bitter

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of the EMTs helped her up carefully. “You’ll need stitches for

phone was already in his hand as they loaded Blair onto the stretcher. His voice was sharp, urgent. “Sutton, it’s Roman. Blair’s been hurt.

thinking it was strange that he had Sutton’s number. She had

them about yesterday soon enough. I have a feeling

reached the hospital, Blair had barely been taken to have a CT scan before

with worry and it wouldn’t go away until she saw for herself that Blair

to say she had gone to lunch. When he couldn’t get hold

scans.”

her voice deceptively calm. “So, to recap, in less than twenty–four hours, someone tried to run her over and then drop a fucking

silence was

you don’t find out who’s behind this, Roman, we will. Even if I have to hack

I plan on making

lethal. “Whoever is responsible for this will regret the day they were born. The last thing you want, Sutton, is to be accused of

any ideas?”

reply, a nurse approached, breaking the tense

to her immediately. “How

she’s settled in a room,

to stay

tilting her head. “So,

gaze evenly. “She’s mine. Where

exchanged a look before Sutton nodded. “Good Because if she gets hurt again, I don’t care