The night didn't end with a dance, but with a silent agreement. As the "Präsident," Roman had to protect his brothers, but as a man, he couldn't let Karina face the shadows alone. They left the gala separately, but the fire had been lit. The hunt for the person threatening their circle had begun, and for the first time, Roman wasn't leading a group—he was protecting a partner.
The ballroom of the Grand Excelsior was a sea of black ties and silk gowns, but for , the "Präsident" of their elite circle, the evening was anything but celebratory. He was a man built on control, a leader who held the strings of political and financial empires. But as he stood on the balcony, the scent of jasmine and expensive perfume hit him before he even heard her footsteps. Blake, Lexi Perfect Gentlemen 05 PrГ¤sidente...
He didn't turn around. "A leader doesn't hide. He observes." The night didn't end with a dance, but
"If you give me that file," Roman said, his voice dropping to a low, dangerous rumble, "you’re choosing a side. And my side isn't the safe one." The hunt for the person threatening their circle
Roman’s world was one of loyalty. The "Perfect Gentlemen" were more than friends; they were a pact made in blood and ambition. Yet, looking at Karina, he saw a truth they had all tried to ignore. The power they wielded had a cost, and someone was coming to collect.