LAUREN'S POV

 Roman let out a small smile and folded his hands across his chest, the kind of calm, confident expression he always had whenever he already knew how things were going to end. He didn’t even flinch or step back. He just stood there, relaxed, like the situation in front of him wasn’t dangerous at all.

 “You see something about me,” he said, his tone calm but carrying that quiet warning underneath. “I am very protective of my woman. So for the fact that you even tried this little fiasco, you should know you’re already in trouble. Last chance.”

 The room went silent for a moment after he said...