Roman straightened his tie and ensured his hair was tidy before putting his jacket on.
He was a bastard, but that was okay. It was the nature of any business deal. He gave them a little of what they desperately wanted, and they gave him what he needed. And Evelyn had given it to him really well last night. She wanted to feel like she was in a relationship, and in return, he got to continue to f**k her. It was a straightforward deal.
So why did he feel like he was negotiating with f*****g terrorists?
He yanked his tie off roughly and rolled his shoulders for a few moments before he tried to do the knot again.
He had been the one to offer the new deal, but Evelyn had so eagerly accepted it. She had been bought so easily. Gone was all her bullshit talk about feeling like a w***e and bein
