Chapter 308
Then he smiled, eyes shining. “I still can’t believe it p>
“Me neither,” I said softly, resting a hand over my stomach again. “Three weeks already p>
“Three weeks of you being even more perfect,” he murmured, and for once, I didn’t roll my eyes at his smoothness.
Roman’s office always looked like it belonged in a luxury magazine–all dark walnut and sleek glass. His assistant nearly
tripped over herself fetching me a blanket after Roman gave her what could only be described as a death glare.
I wasn’t even cold. But it was Roman’s way of “ taking care ” of me, which apparently involved mild intimidation of his staff.
“Happy now?” I teased as he tucked the blanket around me on the couch.
He brushed my hair back from my face and kissed my forehead. “Almost p>
Then he straightened his tie and crossed to his desk, already sliding into his work mode–the man who commanded an empire without ever raising his voice. Watching him work was one of my new favorite secret hobbies. The concentration. The precision. The way his brows knit when he read through figures and contracts like they were nothing more than puzzles waiting to be solved.
Sometimes I wondered how he managed to switch so easily between the cold, ruthless businessman and the man who
made me feel the most loved.
“You good, baby?” he asked without looking up, his voice soft.
I blinked, realizing I’d been staring. “Yeah. Just… thinking p>
“About what? ” His tone had a teasing tone to it, but his eyes stayed on the screen.
“How focused you get,” I said honestly. “It’s kind of intimidating p>
He smiled slightly. “You mean sexy p>
“Intimidating,” I corrected, though the corner of my mouth betrayed me with a smirk.
He finally looked up, leaning back in his chair. “Are you hungry? I can order something for you p>
“ I could eat,” I said, standing and letting the blanket slide off my lap. I walked over, stopping behind his chair. “Only if
you eat with me p>
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“Of course.” He reached for me, tugging me gently into his lap. I settled there, straddling him, my head resting on his
chest as he wrapped his arms around my waist and kept working. The steady rhythm of his heart calmed something deep
inside me.
“I’ll have whatever you’re having,” he said quietly.
I smiled, tracing circles on his clothed chest. “You’re the sweetest p>
He kissed me softly. “You’re seducing me at work. That’s against the rules, Mrs. Blackwood. ”
I laughed, pressing my forehead to his. “Wanna know what else is against the rules? ”
I shifted slightly, grinding my hips just enough to make his breath hitch. He groaned, tightening his hold on me. His lips brushed my ear. “Keep that up and I’ll forget what we were talking about p>
I grinned, opening my mouth to respond–but his phone started ringing on the desk behind me.
“Perfect fucking timing,” he muttered sarcastically, leaning forward to grab it.
The moment he looked at the caller ID, the air changed. The warmth, the teasing, the laughter–it all vanished.
“It’s Cole,” he said quietly.
Cole p>
I straightened, my hands still on his shoulders. My earlier arousal disappeared. “Cole p>
He gave a single nod and answered the call, putting it on speaker. The voice that came through was cool, professional, and instantly familiar.
“Good afternoon, Mr. Blackwood,” the private investigator greeted.
Roman’s tone hardened. “Cole. Do you have anything for me p>
“Actually, yes, ” Cole said. “I’ve confirmed that Zane Rubio does live with someone in Italy p>
My stomach dropped. Cold ran through my veins.
Roman’s head turned toward me instantly, his eyes narrowing. “Is it Chloe? Is it my sister?” I blurted, my voice shaky. I didn’t realize I was holding my breath until the silence stretched on the line.
Finally, Cole answered, his tone cautious. “No, ma’am. It isn’t p>
My heart sank. “Then … who is it? ”
Cole hesitated again. The static of the call filled the room, thick and suffocating. Roman’s grip on my thigh tightened, his
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Sara Lili
Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.