Beneath Her Bastard Boss

Chapter 50

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Blair stirred as she slowly became aware of the steady beeping of a heart monitor and the faint murmur of voices around her. The antiseptic scent of the hospital filled her nose, and the stiffness in her body reminded her that she was definitely. not in her own bed. Her head ached, a dull, persistent throb, and her ankle was elevated, wrapped tightly.

Before she could fully open her eyes, she felt the warm, firm grip of a familiar hand holding hers.

“Blair,” Roman’s voice was quiet but filled with intensity. “Are you awake?”

She forced her eyes open, blinking against the brightness of the room. Roman was seated beside her, his expression unreadable but the tension in his posture evident. His other hand rested on her thigh over the hospital blanket, his grip grounding her. He looked… well, rumpled. Not his normal self.

“Hey,” she murmured, her voice raspy. “You look like hell.”

Roman let out a breath, something between a laugh and a scoff. “You’re the one in the hospital bed, sweetheart.”

Before she could respond, Sutton appeared on the other side of the bed, her expression soft but filled with concern. She reached for Blair’s other hand. “You scared the hell out of us. Twice now.”

Blair sighed, already exhausted. “I’m sorry. I don’t know how to make this any easier.”

Keira, standing at the foot of the bed with her arms crossed, smirked. “Honestly, I’m impressed. It takes real skill to nearly die twice in twenty–four hours. Most people settle for once.”

“Keira,” Roman warned, his voice dangerously low, but she only raised an eyebrow. She knew he would never truly be angry with Keira, she was the smartass out of the three sisters. He had seen them in action before.

Keira proved his point by adding, “Relax, big guy, I’m just saying if she keeps this up, we’re going to have to bubble–wrap her. Maybe get her a helmet.”

Blair groaned. “Please don’t. I can’t take all of you hovering. I’m fine.”

Sutton squeezed her hand. “Too bad. That’s exactly what’s going to happen. Do you have any idea who’s behind this? Why would someone try and hurt you? Did you witness something?”

be an accident.” She knew that was wishful thinking. There was no

jaw clenched, his grip tightening on

gaze snapped to Roman.

idea yet,” Roman said darkly. “Peters is already pulling security footage, and Ethan is speaking with the

a slow whistle. “Oof, someone’s about to have

Because so far, having Ethan tail her hasn’t exactly stopped whoever this is. First they

handling it,” Roman ground out. “She won’t be left

so now I have a permanent shadow?” Blair

dark eyes locked

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door opened, and a doctor stepped in, glancing at the crowd around Blair’s bed. “Miss Warner,

truck,” Blair admitted. “Or, you

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a sympathetic smile. “Your scans came back clear, no major head trauma, just a mild concussion. Your ankle is sprained, but not

in

smirked. “Guess that means no

Blair’s face burned. “Keira!”

Sutton and I don’t know you’ve been busy, you must have an even bigger concussion

to his credit, didn’t react, though Blair swore she

more hours,

doctor,” Roman said firmly, already shifting as if preparing to take over

Sutton folded her arms. “So. Who’s

I’ll stay all night,” Roman

care of her. But if anything else happens,