Page 43 of Bossy Romance


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My fingers curl into fists and I grind my teeth to dust. Launching ahead, I fling myself at Lyra and wrap my fingers around her arm.

“Ow. Girl, you’re hurting me.”

“Let’s go.Now,” I growl into her ear, trying to drag her away.

“No.” She wrenches her hands free and steps back. Massaging her arm, she pastes that seedy grin on her face again. It’s the expression she wears when she’s up to no good. “I just got here. I’m not ready to leave.”

“How did you even get in?” I hiss. Because we deal with sensitive information as well as secret projects, Vision Tech has a strict security code. Nobody is allowed to enter without a visitor’s pass and Lyra isn’t wearing a lanyard.

“It was such chaos downstairs that I just… swept right in,” she explains with a defiant thrust of her head.

I suck in a sharp breath to keep the groan from seeping out. Just my luck that my sister was here and able to capitalize on the frenzy.

Why did she have to stop by today of all days?

“Lyra, I don’t have time to mess with you right now,” I snap. “As you can see, we’re a little busy.”

Our lab technicians have been called in to discuss clean up and the employees are returning to their desks. An announcement will be made on the official communication network, but I’m sure the conspiracy theories and private chats are alive with rumors. I have to get in front of that.

It’s doubtful that anyone will guess today’s incident was caused by our secret boss’s secret son, but it’s still important to calm them down.

My phone buzzes.

I don’t need to look at the screen to know reporters are calling.

The alarms alerted the local precinct, which alerted the local news. We’ve got news vans packed like vultures outside.

This isn’t the kind of press Vision Tech needs.

The day already feels super long and Lyra’s presence is only making things worse. My head aches like I’m being slammed in the head with an invisible hammer.

“Leave,” I say under my breath. “Now.”

Lyra’s mouth twists into a thin, bitter smile. I sense that she’d explode and start cussing at me if we didn’t have an audience.

My gaze slides to Rowan, who seems to have temporarily forgotten his guilt and is watching us both with curious eyes.

“Now, Lyra,” I command when my sister doesn’t move.

She takes a step back.

“Whoa. Hey.” Adam jogs toward us.

I squeeze my eyes shut and dig my teeth into my bottom lip.Please, Adam. I don’t need you playing the Southern gentleman right now.

“I didn’t know Nova had an older sister,” Adam says in a friendly voice.

“Actually, I’m the younger one,” Lyra corrects him.

“Oh.” Adam looks taken aback.

I’m not surprised. The path Lyra chose was a difficult one. Although she’s beautiful, there’s a hardness to her. She wears the sheen of someone who’s addicted to making the worst possible decisions in life.

“We got two different daddies, but we look alike ‘cuz mama had a type.” Lyra smirks mischievously. “I’m Lyra Houghton.”

“Adam Harrison.” Adam shakes her hand firmly.

I want to wrench their fingers apart.

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