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Chapter Sixty-Three

Author: Ellie Wynters
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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.

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Carmen Ortiz
Author, please don’t disappoint me…don’t let anything happen to either Blair or Roman. I did not wait for ur return for u to spoil the story with an accident or murder.
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