Beneath Her Bastard Boss

Chapter 63

Chapter 63

Roman looked about ready to take her again when his phone buzzed on the nightstand.

Looking over to see who was calling. His jaw ticked. “It’s Peters.”

And just like that, the softness of the morning evaporated.

Roman grabbed the phone, rolling out of bed with a muttered curse. “Peters.”

Blair sat up slowly, clutching the sheet to her chest, the chill of the room suddenly more noticeable. Her skin prickled. Roman didn’t say anything right away, but she could tell from the stillness in his shoulders that it wasn’t good.

“Are you sure?” Roman’s tone had sharpened. “Yeah. Email it to me. Blair and I will watch it.”

He ended the call with a short swipe and just stood there for a second, his jaw locked so tight she could see the tension radiating off him.

Blair leaned forward, her stomach twisting. “What is it?”

Roman didn’t answer immediately. He crossed the room, grabbed the sweatpants draped over the armchair, and tugged. them on like he needed something–anything–to keep his hands busy.

“Roman,” she pressed, voice tighter now. “Tell me.”

He looked at her then. Really looked at her. “Peters pulled something from the second attempt. The one with the falling debris.”

stone. “What kind of something?”

the building twenty minutes before you were almost led away right after the incident.

Her hands clenched

slow and controlled. “We don’t know the driver. But the guy’s connected to

“Someone

doing it themselves, maybe they hired someone. I

a little blurry. “Are

crouched in front of her, his hands gripping her knees. “This could be the kind of dangerous that doesn’t leave loose ends. Someone who will keep coming

That pressure in her chest was back. That tight, clawing feeling she’d been trying to ignore since the party. Since the hospital. Since this all started. “But why me?” she whispered, like the

“And we’re going to figure

him, heart thudding

“We go on the defensive. I’m

guy out.”

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Chapter 63

as bait?”

”

“And when we find out who sent him, I’ll make damn sure

settling in her chest. “Roman… we’re getting married. I

his thumb over hers. “So if anything happens, we have the

frowned, her chest tightening. “Okay,” she said after a

quiet, but unmistakable. He leaned in, kissed her once, gentle

“Ok.”

much as they came downstairs, and Blair didn’t push.

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