Chapter 45

Sienna's POV

Roman held me carefully, mindful of my stitches. His scent enveloped me, now mixed with antiseptic and the faint metallic trace of blood. The panic I'd felt at the thought of leaving began to subside, replaced by a strange calm as he spoke. His chest was solid against my cheek, his heartbeat strong and steady under my ear.

"I've been dealing with a corporate crisis these past few days