Beneath Her Bastard Boss

Chapter 91

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Blair leaned back in her office chair, rubbing her temples as she tried to focus on the reports in front of her. She’d been at it for hours, and the numbers were starting to blur together. Taking over her parents‘ company had been challenging but rewarding, and three months into her role as CEO, she was finally finding her feet.

Her phone buzzed with a text from Roman: Dinner tonight at 8. Don’t be late. I have news.

Blair smiled, typing back: Intriguing. Should I be worried?

His response came immediately: Only if you’re worried about how much I’m going to make you enjoy yourself afterward.

Heat crept up her neck as she read his message. Three months of marriage, and Roman still had the ability to make her

ush with just a few words.

Grinning.

Promises, promises, she texted back.

Setting her phone aside, Blair returned to the reports, but found her concentration slipping again. She’d been feeling off for the past few days… tired, slightly, and inexplicably emotional over the smallest things.

Probably just stress, she told herself. Running this business even with Roman’s help and excellent management teams was no small ask.

Her office phone buzzed. “Mrs. Kingston, your 2 o’clock is here,” her assistant let her know.

“Send them in, Rebecca,” Blair replied.

The meeting with potential designers went well, but Blair found herself fighting a wave of nausea halfway through. She managed to maintain her composure, impressing the young group of designers with her vision for Warner Industries‘ future, but the moment they left, she slumped in her chair, feeling exhausted.

“You okay, boss?” Rebecca asked as she stood in the doorway. “You look a little pale.”

“Just tired,” Blair assured her. “I might head out early today.”

Rebecca raised an eyebrow… Her had never left early before but nodded. “Your calendar is clear for the rest of the afternoon. Want me to call your car?”

“That would be great, thanks.”

As she packed up her things, Blair’s phone buzzed with a text from Sutton: Baby’s officially one week overdue. If this child doesn’t make an appearance soon, I’m not sure if my belly will stretch anymore.

Blair laughed, texting back: Stubborn like its mother. Hang in there. I’m here if you need me.

On the ride home, Blair found herself thinking about babies. Sutton was about to become a mother, and though the situation with Luca remained complicated, they had reached a place of cautious friendship, bound by their shared excitement for their child.

Blair had always wanted children, had always imagined herself as a mother someday. She and Roman hadn’t discussed timing specifically, but they both knew it was part of their future plans. They hadn’t always use a condom. Sometimes Roman used ones for entertainment purposes.

As the car pulled up to their home, Blair was hit with another wave of nausea. She barely made it inside before rushing to the nearest bathroom, emptying the contents of her stomach.

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rinsing her mouth afterward. Maybe she was

just a few minutes. When she next opened her

Sleeping beauty? It’s

groggily, disoriented. “I

brow furrowed with concern as he sat beside her.

said, sitting up slowly. “And a little

hand to her forehead.

back. “Breakfast. I skipped lunch–the

you freshen up while I order dinner in? I don’t think you’re up

“What was

“It can wait until you’re

bathroom again. This time, there was nothing left to throw

the doorway, his expression now openly worried. “That’s it.

a

me,” Roman said,

hung up, looking slightly calmer. “He says it could be a virus, but he wants to see you tomorrow morning. Until

tired to argue. She brushed her teeth and allowed Roman to

presence.

tie and

what was your news?”

edge of the bed, taking her hand. “I found out who leaked that story about Peter’s arrest

in a gossip magazine. While most of the details were wrong, it had

encounters.

it?”

Roman said, his jaw tightening. “She sold

did,” Blair sighed.

surprising her. “The story’s already out there, and taking legal action would just drag it all back into the spotlight. Besides, the article made you look

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boosted your public image. I don’t think it came out the way

image. God, that’s weird to

“Get used to it, Mrs. Kingston. You’re

a rush of pride. She had come so far from the uncertain woman who had walked in on her fiancé cheating just

you thinking about?” Roman

How

pressed a kiss to her forehead.

the evening quietly, Roman working on his laptop beside her in bed while Blair drifted in and out of sleep. When she woke the next morning, the nausea hit her immediately, sending her

holding her hair back as she retched. “That’s it,”

to argue, Blair

arrived an hour later. The doctor, a kind man in his fifties

a virus, but there’s another possibility we should consider,” he said. carefully. “When was your last