I knew that there would be no winners in the game we were playing, but no longer did I care about winning or losing. I only cared about having her for myself.

Rome:

My temper-fuelled outburst piqued his interest.
In my position, that meant danger.
Me and my girls had clawed our way up from the bottom, and we were taking over whether they liked it or not.
Now, I had to get close to him in order to throw him off our trail.
I had to make him believe that I was just the naive little dancer that he thought I was.

Antoni Santino may have been the King of our city's criminal underground,
but it would be a cold day in hell before I ever bent the knee and submitted to a man.
No matter who he was.
Let him underestimate me - he didn't know what I had planned.