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Chapter 310
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“We couldn’t hear everything,” Cole admitted. “But it was heated. We picked up fragments–anger, betrayal. Our cameras
caught him leaving around midnight p>
“Betrayal.” A shiver ran through me. “It has to be about Chloe,” I whispered, more to myself than to them.
Roman looked down at me, his gaze searching.
I licked my lips and forced the words out. “Zane ran to Italy to escape the law. His sister must’ve sheltered him, maybe not
knowing the full story. But if she threw him out, it means she now knows something. She’s not innocent p>
Roman brushed his thumb along my cheek. “Don’t overthink it, baby p>
I could hear the tight control in his tone–the one he used when he was two seconds from losing it.
He turned back to the phone. “Did you catch any mention of Chloe? Any hint she was in that house p>
“No, sir,” Cole said. “But I do have Lydia’s address in case you need it p>
Roman’s eyes darkened with decision. “Text it to me p>
“Right away, Mr. Blackwood p>
When the line went dead, silence swallowed the office. Roman leaned back, exhaling slowly, eyes fixed on nothing. The
muscles in his jaw shifted beneath his skin, tension simmering in quiet waves.
I could feel it too–his restraint, his fury. My palms rested on his chest, feeling the steady thump of his heart.
“You’re thinking of going after her, aren’t you?” He said.
My eyes lifted to his. “We’re not sitting this out, Roman p>
“Savannah, you’re pregnant p>
“She’s the link, Roman.” My tone was calm, but my stare was fire. “Zane’s sister knows where he is. And if there’s even a chance she knows what happened to Chloe p>
I paused.
His hand cupped the back of my neck, pulling me closer as I whispered, “we’re not waiting around for answers, Roman p>
He kissed the top of my head. “I know.” I could feel the war inside him–the desperate urge to protect, to destroy, to
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uncover everything all at once. “You’re talking about flying to Italy,” He said quietly.
“I’m talking about finding the truth,” I corrected.
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“You’re right.” He brushed a loose strand of hair behind my ear, the movement tender in a way that made my chest ache. “We’ve been chasing ghosts for months, baby. If this Paula–Lydia–whatever the hell she calls herself, is part of it, then we’re going to find her p>
My throat tightened. “And if Chloe’s there too p>
Roman’s gaze didn’t waver. “Then she’ll finally answer for what she did p>
A shiver rippled through me. Not from fear–at least not entirely–but from the raw conviction in his voice.
I pressed my palms against his shoulders. “Promise me you won’t do something reckless p>
He gave a short, humorless laugh. “You mean like me p>
“Roman. ”
He looked at me then–really looked at me. “I promise I’ll make sure you’re safe. That’s all I can promise p>
I wanted to believe that. I wanted to believe that the darkness waiting for us across the ocean wouldn’t shake us. But
something deep in my gut told me this was only the beginning.
He reached for his phone and began typing, thumb flying over the screen. “Cole’s/sending the address,” he muttered. “We’ll leave in two days. ”
I exhaled, leaning into him. “Thank you for doing this p>
Roman’s arm slipped around my waist again, fingers tracing small circles on my back. “You don’t have to thank me p>
I looked up at him. “I knew you’d say that,” I murmured, lips brushing his jawline.
For a long moment, neither of us spoke. Until I did.
“I hate this,” I whispered. “Every time I think we’re one step closer to peace, something worse crawls out of the dark p>
Roman’s hand stilled against my back. “Then we keep walking through it. Together p>
I let out a shaky breath and nodded, resting my forehead against his chest. His cologne, his warmth, his steadiness–it was the only thing keeping me sane.
He pulled back just enough to search my face. “Do you trust me? ”
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“ With my life,” I said.
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His thumb swept across my lower lip, his eyes flickering with something deeper – something dangerous and devoted all at
once. “Then we’ll be fine, my love. Whatever happens next,” he said, voice low and certain, “we finish this. No matter what
it takes. ”
His words lingered in the air.
And just like that, we were no longer hunting answers. We were walking straight into the storm.
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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.