Semua Bab In Bed With Her Shithead Boss: Bab 81 - Bab 90

The car ride home felt like she was suffocating slowly. Every red light stretched out what she knew was coming. Roman was like a dog with a bone.Blair could feel his eyes on her. It made her hands clenched in her lap. She felt the need to fill the silence. “That was a nice evening,” she said, tight and way too casual.“Was it?” Roman didn’t turn and look at her but kept his eyes on the road. He sounded chill, but she knew that voice. “Because you looked like you wanted to kill someone the last two hours.”Her stomach twisted. “I don’t know what you mean.”“Don’t you?”It wasn’t the words—it was how he said them. It made her skin crawl in a way she hated, like he already knew the answer and was just waiting for her to admit it.Roman pulled into the driveway and shut the car off, but neither of them moved. The silence was thick, stretching long enough to feel like it might snap.“Blair.” His voice was quiet, low, but not soft. It carried that dangerous calm he got when he was just b

“Wait, how do you know about Audrey?” Blair asked, the question hitting her suddenly.“Luca told me when we went to dinner that night.”Blair frowned. Why would Luca tell Roman when he was married to some good little virgin bride? But she asked instead, “Why would he do that?”“Because Audrey… Sutton disappeared, and she was pregnant with his baby. He was looking for her.”“But he said she was a liar and called her so many names. Why does he care now?” Blair felt her anger rising, upset that Roman seemed to be defending his friend.Roman ran a hand through his hair, looking conflicted. “Look, I’m not defending what he said or what he did. That was fucked up. But Blair, he’s been eating himself alive over this for months. He thinks he made the biggest mistake of his life, letting her walk away.”“He didn’t let her walk away. He came back from a trip home engaged to another woman when he was involved with her and then he drove her away.”“I know that and so does he, now.” Roman’s voice

Blair stared at the bank of monitors in Roman’s home office, each displaying different financial records from Kingston Industries. They had worked from home today so she could review transaction logs and cross-referencing dates as Sutton sent her the information as they searched for any patterns that might reveal who was stealing from the company.“Find anything?” Roman asked, setting a fresh cup of coffee beside her.“Maybe. Sutton sent this over.” Blair pointed to one of the screens. “There’s a pattern here. Small transfers, all under ten thousand to avoid triggering automatic alerts, all moving through the same series of accounts before ending up offshore.”Roman leaned closer, studying the data. “Clever. But not clever enough.” He squeezed her shoulder. “Sutton’s coming over this afternoon to help us dig deeper.”Blair nodded, grateful for her sister’s programming expertise. Ever since their dinner two days ago, Sutton had been eager to help with the investigation. Blair suspected

Blair woke up feeling unusually energetic. Yesterday’s confrontation with Jessica had left her with a sense of closure she hadn’t realized she needed. If anything, she had been more of a problem for Roman than her. Blair just hated bitches, and Jessica had been a huge one.The look on Jessica’s face when she realized she’d been outmaneuvered was something Blair would treasure for a long time to come.Roman was already up, sitting at the edge of the bed, reading something on his tablet. God, he was sexy and all hers. He looked up when he felt her stirring.“Good morning, warrior princess,” he said with a smirk. “Sleep well?”“Like a rock.” Blair stretched, enjoying the pleasant soreness in her muscles…a sweet reminder of how thoroughly Roman had “shown his pride” in her actions the night before. “What time is it?”“Just after seven.” Roman set his tablet aside. “We should head in early today. The board meeting’s been moved up to nine.”Blair sat up, suddenly alert. “Did something happe

“I still can’t believe we’re doing this,” Blair said, stepping out of the car in front of Bella’s Bridal Boutique. “The wedding is this weekend. Shouldn’t we have done this months ago?”“Most people, yes,” Sutton agreed, carefully maneuvering her very pregnant form out of the car. “But most people don’t get engaged, catch an embezzler, confront a jealous ex-wife, expose a murderous uncle, and take over a family business all within the span of a few weeks.”Keira jumped out from the back seat, grinning. “Yeah, Blair. Stop being such an overachiever. Some of us can barely manage to show up to work on time.”“Speaking of which,” Blair said, eyeing her younger sister, “how did you get time off from His Royal Highness?”Keira’s smile turned smug. “I may have implied there was a family emergency. Technically, not having a wedding dress a few days before your wedding qualifies.” She had arrived home this morning and Blair could see she was jetlagged.“You’re terrible,” Blair laughed.“I’m pr