LOGINThe next morning came sooner than either of them would have liked since they were still enjoying themselves, cuddling in bed.Alana rolled onto her side, about to get up, but before she could, Roman wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her back against him."Where do you think you're going?" he asked sleepily."It's morning. We need to get ready for work," Alana replied."Just five more minutes," Roman mumbled. "Come on. Five more minutes, then we can get ready."Alana lightly slapped his hand."We're running late already. Get up."She gently pushed him away.Roman groaned, running a hand over his face."Fine."He climbed out of bed and started toward the bathroom.Alana narrowed her eyes."Where do you think you're going?""To take a shower with you," Roman answered casually."You're not taking a shower with me.""Why not?" he asked, giving her an innocent look."Because if you come in there with me, we're going to do a lot more than just showering, and I don't have time for th
After washing up and drying their bodies, Alana sat in front of the dressing table, wrapped in a silky robe. Roman stood behind her, dressed in comfortable pajama trousers and a loose shirt. He gently ran a towel through her damp hair, his movements slow and careful.“I bought you something while I was away,” he said softly, his voice warm.Alana looked up at him through the mirror, a bright smile spreading across her face. “What did you get me?”“Stay right here,” Roman replied with a small grin. He stepped away briefly and returned from the side drawer holding two jewelry boxes—one large and one small.Her brows lifted in curiosity as she stared at the boxes, excitement sparkling in her eyes. Roman opened the larger one first, revealing a stunning black diamond necklace that caught the light beautifully.“I bought this for you a while back, but I could never find the right moment,” he explained.Alana smiled warmly and reached out to touch the necklace, her fingers tracing the smoot
Alana pushed gently off Roman’s chest and climbed down from his lap. Without breaking eye contact, she slowly pulled his trousers down his legs and dropped them to the floor. She then knelt between his spread thighs, her heart racing.Roman’s eyes widened in surprise. “Alana…”She looked up at him, cheeks burning. “I want to taste you.”He stared down at her, clearly stunned by her boldness. “You don’t have to—”“I know,” she whispered. “But I want to.”During his long absence, she had spent countless nights researching how to please him this way. This was something she had been secretly wanting to do for him.Alana had never done this before, so her hands trembled slightly as she wrapped her fingers around his thick shaft. A bead of precum glistened at the tip. Taking a shaky breath, she leaned forward and took him into her warm mouth.Roman let out a deep groan, his head falling back. “Fuck… careful.”She moved slowly at first, exploring him with her tongue. Roman’s hand gently thre
The following morning, Alana arrived at Flamme's headquarters early, dressed in a sharp tailored suit that projected confidence.The building felt different now that she carried the full weight of leadership.Employees greeted her with respectful nods as she made her way to the executive floor. Her new office overlooked the city skyline, sunlight streaming through floor-to-ceiling windows.She had barely settled behind the large desk when her assistant, a capable young woman named Lila, knocked and entered with a stack of reports."Good morning, Ms. Ashford. The board meeting notes from last week are here, along with the latest financial summaries. There are a few urgent items flagged."Alana accepted the documents, flipping through them with focused eyes."Thank you, Lila. Schedule a meeting with the department heads for this afternoon. I want to go over the revenue decline personally."Lila nodded and left. Alana leaned back in her chair, scanning the pages. The twenty-five percent
Music still echoed faintly from the main hall as Roman stepped back inside. The celebration continued without him, but his mind had already shifted homeward.Julian caught up to him near his bedroom door, clapping a firm hand on his shoulder.“You really are leaving in two days,” Julian said, his voice carrying a mix of respect and reluctant acceptance. “The men are still singing your praises. You brought order back faster than any of us expected.”Roman nodded once, his expression unreadable.“The job is done. Control is restored. There is no reason to linger around here.”Julian studied him for a long moment. “This life still calls to you. I see it in the way you handle things. Marena still wants you here.”"We both know she wants me here for her own personal feelings." A faint, cold smile touched Roman’s lips. “My real life is waiting in New York. Do not let things slip again once I am gone.”“Understood, brother.” Julian offered his hand, and they clasped forearms in the old way.
Glasses clinked together as Julian poured generous measures of whiskey and picked up the four filled glasses. He walked over to the men seated around the round table, Roman among them.“To taking back everything,” Julian declared, placing the first glass in front of one man, who nodded and raised it at once.“To reminding those fuckers who the top dog is.” He set the next glass down and took a satisfied sip, a sharp smile playing on his lips, before handing one to Roman. “And to my excellent older brother.”Roman accepted the glass, his expression steady.Julian gave the final one to the last man and returned to pour another for himself.“A toast for all our hard work this past month. In only a month, my brother has proven that nobody messes with us. We have everything back under control. Business is running as usual, and all our enemies have been put down. Raise your glasses with me.”The other members of the syndicate lifted their drinks in unison.“A toast to my brother for all the
Startled, she mistakenly dropped the coffee cup she had just finished washing.The glass shattered as it hit the ground, scattering into several pieces. She raised a hand to her chest, her eyes widening further as they landed on the broken cup on the floor."You're really jumpy these days, Miss Jan
"That asshat! Maybe it would have been better if Ryan had hit him harder, right in his face, that stupid face of his," she muttered to herself as she walked to the bedroom room.She shut the door, leaning her back against it and shutting her eyes for a few seconds as a tired sigh escaped her lips.
Sighing, Ryan turned back. "It was one of my men... I'll handle it myself," he replied, his voice low but audible enough for Roman to hear.Silence fell between the two men, Roman saying nothing in response to Ryan's words.Finally, he glanced over his shoulder at Ryan. "You better," he said, his
Instead, her anxiety only spiked. Carl glanced over at Erin, who was leaning against the wall opposite them, glaring at him. He silently mouthed, 'What?' and shrugged in confusion.Erin pinched the bridge of his nose, frustrated by Carl’s bright idea and choice of words. Meanwhile, in Roman's offi







