From Best Friend To Fiancé (Savannah and Roman) novel Chapter 59

**Chapter 38: You’ve Seen It?**

As clarity washed over me, the realization struck like a thunderclap, and the words erupted from my lips, sharp and fierce. I had all the answers, each one leading to a singular, devastating truth.

Dean had captured our moments together in secret, and now, he wielded that footage like a weapon, manipulating Roman to bend to his will.

“How could Dean stoop so low?!” I exclaimed, my voice reverberating in the charged air between us. My skin felt aflame, a feverish heat coursing through my veins, and I found it impossible to remain still. I wrapped my arms around myself, as if my embrace could quell the violent tremors that rattled my core.

Beside me, Roman lay relaxed on the bed, his demeanor infuriatingly serene. How could he maintain such composure in the face of chaos? Was this a skill he had mastered, or was it simply part of his nature?

How could he remain unaffected when everything around us felt like it was crumbling?

With one forearm casually resting behind his head, he regarded me with a steady gaze, unblinking and unyielding, as if he had anticipated my eruption long before I even opened my mouth.

“Calm yourself,” he instructed, his tone measured and cool. “I will deal with the weasel.”

The flatness of his voice only served to fan the flames of my fury.

“How can you be so unfazed, Roman?” I demanded, my voice trembling with emotion. “Do you even comprehend what this means for me?”

“Yes.” His eyes remained locked on mine, unwavering.

“Well, I can’t wrap my head around this. I—” My breath caught in my throat, and I began to pace, my footsteps muffled against the carpet, yet the sound of my anxious movement echoed in my ears, a frantic rhythm that matched my racing heart. “This is precisely why you cannot trust anyone! This is a living nightmare.”

“This is precisely why I hesitated to bring this up with you,” Roman replied, his voice low but slicing through my panic with surgical precision. “You’re becoming too agitated.”

“How can I not be agitated?!” I shot back, spinning to face him. “If he releases that footage—God—my life will be shattered!”

“Don’t say that.”

“But it’s the truth! Dean would leak that video just to hurt me. He’s that vindictive, especially after what happened last night.”

Roman shifted slightly, propping himself up against the headboard, still lounging as though he were unaffected by the storm brewing within me. It was maddening, watching him remain composed while I felt like my entire world was teetering on the brink of collapse.

“He won’t,” he stated simply.

“Oh?” I let out a harsh laugh, devoid of any humor. “And you trust Dean because…?”

A faint curve of his lips hinted at something that wasn’t quite a smile. “Because he only needs assurance that you won’t interfere with his wedding to your sister. That’s all.”

I halted mid-step, the weight of his words crashing down on me.

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