Faking it with the Damaged Protector by Pierson Anna

Author:Pierson, Anna
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-01-12T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 16

Madison

ℴ ℴ ℴ

“’Scuse me, you cannot kick me out of my suite,” I slur to the security officer standing at the door of Roman’s building. I don’t recognize this guy, so I can only assume that either he’s new to the job or it’s so late that I’ve never encountered him on a night shift before.

Since it’s three a.m., either is possible.

The man holds his hands up, keeping me from entering the lobby. “I’m sorry, ma’am, but without your keys or a form of ID, I can’t let you in.”

“I’ve lost them.” I root through my clutch a final time just to be sure, but among the lip gloss and credit cards, there’s no sign of the silver key Roman gave to me to access my suite, nor my wallet where my driver’s license sits. “I probably left them at Roman’s. I’m his nanny. Well, not his nanny. His son’s nanny.”

He raises an eyebrow at my rambling. “You work for Mr. Sterling?”

He has such a lovely, bulbous nose that I can’t help but tap it. “That is correct, sir. Please, can I go inside now?”

Sighing, he motions to the doors. “How about I call Mr. Sterling and see what he has to say?”

“You know what, maybe there is such a thing as too much security.” I roll my eyes and stumble into the lobby on the officer’s trail before giving up and kicking off my shoes. My feet are throbbing, and my toes let out a satisfying crack when they’re allowed to flatten again.

After instructing me to “Wait here,” the man heads into the security office. He emerges a few minutes later, crossing his arms over his chest. “Mr. Sterling is on his way down.”

“Noooo.” The room sways with the sound of my voice, and I collapse onto the velvet couch before I topple completely. “He’s my boss. He’ll fire me!”

“As long as he gives you a strong cup of coffee first, I don’t really care.”

I sigh and sprawl out, massaging away the aches and pains in the balls of my blistered feet. Not long later, the elevator dings and Roman steps out, clad in sweatpants and a shirt that do something to my insides.

“Whoa.” I think I say it aloud, although I can’t be sure.

Either way, he doesn’t look too impressed with me as his blurry figure approaches. “Date was that good, huh? Did he get you in this state? Did he take advantage?”

His face is red at the very idea, fists clenched at his sides.

“Date?” I wrinkle my nose and bat him away, forgetting about my earlier lie. “It was a girls’ night. Estelle bought too many tequila shots. I told her, Roman. I said ‘nope, I have to work tomorrow, but’—”

He relaxes immediately but still looks as though he’s been sucking a lemon. “Fascinating. Let’s get you upstairs.”

Roman thanks the security guard and then, without warning, hauls me into his arms. I squirm at first, surprised. Then exhaustion hits me and the room begins to spin, and it occurs to me that he might be the only thing keeping me steady.

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.