He Marked Another Luna, So She Slept With His Alpha Brother

Ch. He Marked Another Luna, So She Slept With His Alpha Brother 112 He Marked Another Luna, So She Slept With His Alpha Brother 112

Chapter 112

Roman’s POV Post

I held her gaze. “What if something happens during the night and you need help? If I’m not here, who’s going to assist you? The doctor said your grandmother is still fragile. You won’t know how well she’s doing until

tomorrow.”

Camila fell silent. I could tell she was considering my words. She didn’t like the idea of depending on me but she couldn’t deny that staying alone in the hospital wasn’t the best option either.

Finally, she gave a small nod. “Alright. You can stay.”

“Good. Now finish your food before it gets cold.” She gave me a look but said nothing more. After dinner, she returned to her grandmother’s bedside while I settled into the chair nearby and opened my laptop. I had work to finish, and the hospital was as good a place as any to get it done. Camila barely moved from Amelia’s side. Every now and then, she adjusted the blanket or checked her grandmother’s face, as though she expected her to wake up at any moment.

The steady beeping of the medical equipment filled the room, broken occasionally by the sound of my keyboard. I glanced up several times. She was still watching Amelia, her expression quiet and troubled. I understood that she was frightened. Whatever she thought of me, I couldn’t leave her to face the night alone.

Working through the night wasn’t new to me. Back when NEXZONE was still finding its feet, sleep had often been a luxury. There were nights when I barely got an hour or two before the next day’s work began. So I continued answering emails and reviewing documents while she kept watch over her grandmother.

It was well past midnight when I noticed her movements becoming slower. She tried to fight the exhaustion, but her eyes kept closing.

Eventually, she rested her head on the edge of the bed, close to Amelia’s hand. Within minutes, she was asleep.

I paused my typing and looked at her. She had been holding herself together all evening. Now that sleep had finally taken over, the tension had left her face. I turned back to my laptop, lowered the screen brightness and continued working, careful not to make too much noise.

One issue had been bothering me for days. The technology known as TexCore was gaining popularity, and several major companies had already secured the rights to use it. Someone on my team had even recommended that NEXZONE consider adopting it. I had rejected the idea. I wasn’t comfortable allowing an outside technology to become part of our core operations without knowing exactly what we were dealing with. If anything went wrong, the consequences could be far more serious than a financial loss, I would be answerable for every decision, and I wasn’t about to put the company at risk.

I’d already instructed my technical team to investigate the companies using TexCore. I wanted detailed reports on their experiences, including any problems they had encountered since adopting it.

The matter had become urgent, especially with the proposed partnership involving Alpha Philip Clifford.

I opened my messages and contacted Susan to find out how far she’d gone with the negotiations. Her reply came almost immediately.

‘We’re almost done, Alpha Blackwell. The contract should be ready for signing in the next couple of days.‘

She followed it with another message, clearly eager to share her achievement. ‘There was serious

competition for this deal. Even Whitmore Group was interested in partnering with Alpha Philip, but I managed

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to win him over. We connected well, and I’m confident he’ll choose NEXZONE.‘

I leaned back in my chair. Susan sounded pleased with herself. I could almost imagine the smile on her face/ she typed. She had always been eager to prove her worth, particularly when it came to Camila. Winning this deal seemed to have given her another reason to feel superior.

But I wasn’t interested in her rivalry with Miss Hart. I wanted to know whether she had done her job properly. ‘Have you completed a thorough review of Alpha Philip’s company? Any concerns with their operation or technology?‘ I typed.

Her response was confident. ‘Everything has been checked. There are no problems. You can trust my

assessment.‘

I wasn’t entirely convinced, but I asked her to send me the draft contract. She uploaded it a moment later. opened the document and went through the terms carefully, making a few adjustments before returning it.

I’ve included an additional clause, I informed her. If their core technology fails, NEXZONE reserves the right to recover every payment made and demand compensation worth ten times the amount. It was a reasonable safeguard for a deal of this size. Susan accepted the amendment and began working on the revised contract

A moment later, another message appeared. ‘Alpha Blackwell, I’ve put so much effort into securing this partnership. Once everything is finalised, perhaps we could go out for a-‘

I stopped reading. My eyes shifted towards Camila. Something caught my attention. Camila had fallen into an uncomfortable position. Her head was tilted at an awkward angle against the edge of the mattress, and one of her arms was stretched out as she held her grandmother’s hand. Even in sleep, her fingers remained firmly wrapped around Amelia’s. I stared at her for a moment. How long had she been sleeping like that?

I pushed my chair back and walked over. Gently, I slipped a hand beneath her head and eased her into a better position, careful not to disturb the hand she was holding. She shifted slightly, her brows drawing together for a second before her face relaxed again.

I looked down at her, then noticed a blanket folded beside the cabinet.

I picked it up and spread it over her, tucking it lightly around her shoulders. She seemed more comfortable now. For a few seconds, I remained beside her, watching her sleep. The woman had spent the entire evening worrying about everyone but herself. Even now, she had chosen to sleep in an awkward position rather than let go of her grandmother’s hand.