“You have to understand, Rose,” Roman began in his usual cold, albeit mesmerizing voice, and she leaned into his side a little more, almost against her better judgment. She was supposed to be angry at him And yet, he made it so easy to just give in. “I am not a good man, and that is not going to change. But implicating you isn’t something I can do.”
“I’m in too deep anyway,” she whispered, wishing he would understand where she was coming from.
“You were not born into this,” he heaved a sigh, carrying on, as if she hadn’t interrupted him. “You wouldn’t get some of the things we do…”
“Make me understand,” she pleaded with him, her eyes stinging with unshed tears, her hands basically twitching with the desire to grab his hand, and just beg him.
“Let it go, Rose,” he drawled. “Don’t b
