Roman didn’t get to spend much time comforting his sweet little butterfly. And even though she needed him, she didn’t reach out to him either. He knew that she had been through quite the ordeal, and yet, not only did business wait for no one, but neither did wars.
Natasha had been right – her father was furious, and wouldn’t let the matter slide quietly, even if the provocation had come from his precious daughter – but Roman just couldn’t have allowed someone like her, someone he considered a danger to Rose’s wellbeing, to remain alive.
The Bratva might control some parts of the city, but Roman's family controlled most of it. They might have many men on their side, but Roman had skilled people under him, not just mindless, irrelevant pawns.
Nevertheless, it took him a damned week,
