Florence Weah stepped out of the elevator and into the underground parking lot as she headed toward her vehicle. They had finished another meeting, a meeting for which Roman surprisingly wasn’t in attendance. Her mind was still thinking of what her father had told her. All she had to do was make Roman like her. It sounded like what she had wanted to do, but she knew she was against catching feelings for him. Her father wouldn’t accept it. Staying around someone like Roman without catching feelings for him was going to be harder than she thought. She headed towards her black Audi exhausted from the meeting. As she got into the car, she sighed and shoved her seatbelt, ready to head back to her new house. A few feet away from her, a figure was sitting in a black SUV watching Florence walk through the parking lot. The fingers of the figure looked feminine as they drummed the steering wheel impatiently. It was Lilian Troyes. She had been waiting for Florence for a while now and thought

“This is it,” Florence said as they approached her house. Roman swerved the car into the driveway and brought it to a halt. He stepped out of the silver Porsche and headed towards Florence, opening the door for her. Florence came out of the car, feeling exhausted. The night had gone just as she had expected it to. They didn’t talk much about their personal lives after asking each other about their parents, but they had held business talks. Roman was a smart guy, and she understood perfectly why her father wasn’t a fan of his. Roman walked her towards the porch until they arrived at her front door. Florence turned to him and stared into his silver eyes. She didn’t want this night to end. She wanted Roman to stay a bit longer. Perhaps sleep in his arms, if she could. “I guess we have reached the goodnight kiss stage?”Florence chuckled at that, and Roman joined her not long after. As they stared into each other’s eyes, Florence reached for him and wrapped her arms around his neck,

Viper Don stood by the window in his study room with his hands behind him. He was waiting for the feedback from his daughter. She had updated him on the date night she had with Roman, but that had been before they both got on the date. If she was doing exactly as she was told, then he had little to worry about. The plan was still in motion. It seemed Roman was back on his feet and ready for revenge. This was the reason he had placed his daughter on him. All he hoped was that Florence wouldn’t take it too far. She wasn’t the type that went for men. He had never heard her talk about a man. But there was something about Roman that seemed to attract her. Viper Don hoped it was nothing but mere infatuation. He turned away from the window and walked back to his desk. He was waiting for Florence. She was supposed to be here about thirty minutes ago. It was getting late, and there were other plans he had in place in case Florence failed. But Florence never failed. She had always stuck to th

Florence Weah sat behind her desk looking at some files. She was still raging from last night. Her father had made a statement which made her infuriated. It almost made her feel that he was never going to be back to normal. It scared her that her father had changed forever, but it didn’t matter to her. Florence never had a life of her own because of her father. She was too busy trying to please him ever since her mother died. He had been hurt and it changed him, and she felt that by doing as he asked, he would slowly come back to the loving father she knew. But that didn’t seem to be working. Instead, it seemed like her father was using her—manipulating her for his self-gain. And a little girl who had no clue of what she was doing, she had fallen for it every single time. But things had changed when she met Roman. He made get feel alive. He made her realize that there was more to life than traveling across the world making deals with the German and Russian mafia. He had made her fee

Timothy Belton didn’t understand why he was nervous as he sat behind the desk in Viper Don’s study. Surprisingly, he was alone, and that didn’t make him feel any less nervous. Each time he had come here, Viper Don had always been already seated. But not tonight. Timothy looked at his hands and realized they were sweaty. He could feel his heart pounding in the darkness. He felt he was going to hyperventilate if Viper Don didn’t show up soon. The first time Viper Don had called him, he had been both nervous and excited about the prospect of working with him. To be working with someone like Viper Don ensured you just more than security. It opened more privileges for him. But now, he was reconsidering that. Viper Don wasn’t acting like his partner anymore. Ever since he had acquired the share in Troyes Inc. he had been acting differently. Timothy knew he was searching for something. He didn’t know what it was about, but he knew it had something to do with Roman. It seemed Roman was ever