The Hockey Roommate's Filthy Desire novel Chapter 103

Chapter 103

Chapter 103

BRANDON’S POV

I did not stop searching.

I refused to.

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But every lead we followed ended the same way. Dead phones. Fake names. Dead drivers. Empty locations. It felt like whoever planned the attack had erased every trace before we even started looking.

And it was driving me insane. A week after the accident, Dominic walked into the hospital room again with another useless update.

“We checked the numbers connected to the truck driver,” he said carefully.

I looked up from the chair beside Aria’s bed. “And?”

“They were all burner phones.”

I laughed bitterly. “Of course they were.”

“We also tracked the locations tied to the calls.”

“And let me guess,” I said coldly. “Nothing.”

He stayed silent for a second before nodding slowly. “Nothing.”

I rubbed my jaw roughly. “So we still have no idea who wants me dead.”

“We’re trying, boss.”

“That answer

swer is starting to annoy me.”

Dominic lowered his head slightly. “Sorry, boss.”

I leaned back in the chair tiredly and looked toward Aria again. Weeks. It had been weeks. And still nothing. No movement. No reaction. No sign that she could hear me at all.

She just laid there quietly, looking too pale against the hospital sheets. Sometimes I caught myself staring at the machines just to make sure they were still moving.

“You’re stubborn,” I muttered quietly, looking at her face. “You know that?”

No response came. It hurt more than I wanted to admit. The baby was doing better at least. Every morning, I visited the neonatal unit before coming back to Aria’s room.

The first time I saw the baby properly, I stood there silently for almost five minutes. She looked tiny, fragile but beautiful. Too beautiful.

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She had Aria’s face already. I could see it clearly. One of the nurses smiled softly while adjusting the incubator. “She’s strong,” she said gently.

I kept staring at the baby. “She doesn’t look strong.”

“That’s because she’s small,” the nurse explained. “But she’s fighting.”

My jaw tightened slightly at that word. Fighting. Just like her mother. “She can’t be taken out yet?” I asked.

“Not yet,” the nurse replied. “We need her stronger first.”

I nodded slowly before looking down at the baby again. “She looks like her,” I said quietly.

The nurse smiled. “Very much.” I stayed there a little longer before returning to Aria’s room again like always. That became my life after the accident.

Hospital room. Incubator. Surveillance reports. Back to her bedside again. Nothing else mattered anymore. After almost three weeks, one of the doctors finally pulled me aside.

“You need rest,” he said carefully.

“I’m fine.”

“You’ve barely left this hospital.”

“I said I’m fine.”

His expression turned serious. “Mr. Brandon, stress like this will destroy you.”

I laughed quietly. “You think I care about that right now?”

“You should.”

I looked toward Aria’s room immediately. “She’s lying there unconscious and you want me to go back to

work?”

“You can’t stay here forever.”

“Yes, I can.”

The doctor sighed softly. “You’re exhausting yourself.”

“Good,” I replied coldly. “Maybe then I’ll stop thinking.”

He clearly did not know how to answer that.

“I’ll go back to work when she wakes up,” I continued quietly. “And when I find the people responsible for this.”

“Mr. Brandon-”

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“No,” I cut in sharply. “Until then, nothing else matters.”

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The doctor finally nodded slowly. “Just take care of yourself too.” I did not answer him. Because honestly, I did not care about myself anymore. Not right now.

A few days later, I stepped out briefly while the nurses cleaned Aria up. Dominic was updating me on another failed lead. “The warehouse was empty when we got there,” he explained.

I laughed bitterly. “I’m shocked.”

“We think somebody tipped them off before we arrived.”

“Or somebody inside the police is helping them,” I muttered darkly.

That possibility had crossed my mind more than once already. Before Dominic could answer, one of the nurses hurried toward us nervously.

“Mr. Brandon?”

I turned immediately. “What?”

“There’s a problem.”

Every muscle in my body tightened instantly. “What happened?”

“Someone came looking for Miss Aria earlier.” For a second, I just stared at her. Then anger hit me so fast that my voice came out dangerously low.

“What did you just say?”

The nurse swallowed hard. “A man came asking questions about her room.”

I stepped closer immediately. “I told this hospital nobody gets access to her.”

“He didn’t get inside,” she said quickly. “Security stopped him before he could.”

“That’s not the point,” I snapped. My chest tightened violently. What if it was another attack?

What if somebody came to finish the job? “Show me the footage,” I said coldly.

A few minutes later, we were in the security room.

The footage played silently on the screen. Then I saw him. Blake. My jaw clenched immediately.

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