Page 49 of Rebellion

She had this weird feeling that if she left him, he’d die.

It was dumb, but she couldn’t stop herself from thinking that.

The door opened and she quickly glanced up, her body going into protective mode.

It was stupid since two of his men were outside the door and no one they hadn’t approved would get into the room. Plus, Viktor was around too. He’d just popped out to deal with a phone call.

Things had become very messy now that Aleksandr had been shot. Viktor had to hold everything altogether.

Someone else could try and finish him off...

Her breath came in short pants at the thought. She wouldn’t let that happen.

Rogan MacGuire walked in. He looked slightly pale, and she remembered that he’d recently been in a car accident along withColm.

She’d been so worried about Colm, but she hadn’t been able to work up the courage to text him.

Who strode in behind his boss, his face tense and cold.

Why had she pushed him away?

You could have told him everything . . .

And how would that have helped? What if he’d lost his temper and gone after Oleg?

Where the hell was Oleg? She hadn’t seen him in days, not since that episode in the kitchen with Miller. Everyone was searching for him. Rogan and his men. Sacha. But he, Pavel, and Anton had disappeared.

And it made her really nervous.

It felt like something was going to come and bite them all in the butt.

Viktor walked in as well.

She breathed out a small sigh of relief. It wasn’t that she didn’t trust Rogan and Colm. It was more that she couldn’t bring herself to trust anyone, especially at the moment.

However, she knew how much trust Sacha put in Viktor. And she felt better knowing the guys at the door hadn’t let Rogan and Colm in here with just her to protect him.

“MacGuire, Finlayson,” Viktor said coolly, standing at the end of the bed.

Rogan nodded back. But Colm just kept staring at her. If she could feel much, she might have been concerned by that look.

It felt heavy and possessive.

“Sofia? Any news? How is he doing?” Rogan asked.

She glanced up, surprised to realize he was talking to her. It was hard to resist moving her gaze to Colm. Her feelings for him were so mixed up.

Even though she’d been the one to tell him no, to push him away, she still felt hurt that he hadn’t texted her or been into the restaurant to check in on her.

Ridiculous. Sofia knew she was being stupid.

But she couldn’t seem to stop feeling this way.

“He’s doing fine,” she said with as much confidence as she could muster. “The doctor is a hundred percent certain he’ll pull through without any complications.”

That was an exaggeration.

But she knew the drill. Never show weakness.

---