Beneath Her Bastard Boss

Chapter 52

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Seeing Sutton standing here waiting for him hadn’t surprised him. If it had been his sister Rose, he would be demanding answers as well. He had expected this conversation. He exhaled slowly, bracing himself.

“What is it?” he asked, keeping his voice even.

Sutton studied him for a moment before speaking. “I need to know something, and I need you to be honest with me, Roman. Is there any reason, any at all, that Blair would be in danger because of you?”

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Roman’s jaw tightened. “No. Well… I’m not one hundred percent sure, but it wouldn’t be business. Everything I do within business is legitimate. I have my men on it. They will not leave one stone unturned, and neither will I, Sutton. You have my word.”

Sutton didn’t back down. “Are you sure you didn’t make an enemy in business? Someone with a grudge? Someone that lost out in a deal? Something from your past? Because I swear to God, if you have knowingly put her in danger—”

Roman cut her off, his voice firm but calm. “I would never put Blair in harm’s way. And if I had any suspicion that this was because of me, I would have told you. Sutton. All I care about is that someone is targeting her. I don’t know who yet, but I will find out.”

Sutton watched him carefully, as if trying to detect a lie. When she found none, she exhaled sharply, rubbing her temples. “I had to ask. You know that.”

“I get it,” Roman said, his voice softer now. “You’re protecting her. I respect that. But I need you to understand something… I am, too.”

Sutton nodded slowly. “Then you better figure this out. Fast.”

Roman’s expression darkened. “I will.”

Satisfied, Sutton turned, leading the way back toward Blair’s room. When they entered, Keira was sitting beside the bed, scrolling through her phone. Blair was asleep, her breathing even, her body relaxed for the first time in hours.

Keira glanced up at them. “We good? Or did you two have a dramatic hallway standoff?”

Telling Roman, Keira had been very aware of what had been going on in the hallway.

Sutton shot her a look before sighing. “We’re good. For now.”

Keira smirked. “Good. Because I need sleep, and I doubt the nurses will appreciate me snoring in this chair, waking up their whole ward.”

Sutton leaned down, pressing a gentle kiss to Blair’s forehead. “We’ll be back tomorrow,” she whispered.

Sutton to the door, pausing

Roman nodded. “Yeah.”

if considering something, then simply said, “Good.” With that,

chair beside Blair’s bed. He sat down

through hers. The warmth of her skin grounded him, easing the tight coil of tension in his chest. He didn’t know how long he sat there, just holding her hand, watching

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crept in. He leaned forward, resting his head against the edge of her bed, still holding onto

realized he was tired, his grip on her

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slowly, the dim lighting in the hospital room casting soft shadows across the ceiling. The steady beeping of the monitors

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bed, his head resting on the mattress, his fingers wrapped around hers. Her heart softened at the sight of

her free hand up, running her fingers through his dark hair. He stirred slightly but didn’t

small smile played on her lips. “Roman,” she whispered softly, her

slowly fluttering open. For a moment, he looked disoriented, then his gaze locked onto her face, and relief flooded his

murmured, sitting up straight, rubbing a

squeezed his fingers lightly. “I’m okay. Still sore,

her intently, as if trying to convince himself she was truly fine. “You scared the hell

chest tightened at the raw emotion in his voice. “I know.

don’t want anything to happen

smile. “I’ll try my best to live a very boring

still intertwined. Blair could feel the tension radiating from him, the weight

had been lucky because her concussion had only been mild. There had been no need

smirked tiredly. “I think I passed out at some

hand again. “You should go home, get

a chance. I’m staying

let out a small

the way

strong, stubborn, and arrogant character was one of the things that turned her on.

interrupted them before Roman could respond. A doctor stepped in, glancing at the monitors before offering a professional but warm smile. “Miss