Roman took the seat Piva Ballis had vacated and kicked his ankle up over his knee. “Are you okay?”
“I’m fine. I don’t understand his mentality. Not only did he tell his family I was his girlfriend, but what the hell was that s**t he spouted about winning me back?”
Roman folded his arms over his chest, “isn’t it what you want?”
“What?”
“You’re in love with him, no?”
She bit her bottom lip. “No.”
“No?”
“No. I might have exaggerated my feelings last night so you wouldn’t kill him. I’m not of this life, Roman. My mother raised me to love and forgive. I don’t like violence and pain. I know he hurt me with his bullshit, but he doesn’t deserve to die over it.”
“You played us last night?”
“I didn’t feel I had a choice. You were going to order his execution.” She met his eyes beseeching hi
