Flora’s words were like a shock to Rose’s system, like a slap to the face, and a new light on everything she truly thought she knew.
Yes, Roman was a mafia boss, and wasn’t to be messed with.
Yes, she had agreed to become his – willingly, might some add.
Yes, there was no other man she could ever love this much, this intensely.
And yet, his world was made of roses, and wasn't one she had been even remotely familiar with before she stepped into his base. He might care for her in ways that were unfathomable, passionate, and yet oh so controlled at the same time… But there was so much she didn’t know about him still.
Rose remained in the kitchen, while Flora busied herself at the stove, and it was only when the old cook nudged her and said softly, “Go get ready, sweetheart.” that s
