Three days later...

"Is Mr. Ambrose here?" Roman asked Dean's secretary.

"No, it seems that he is still sick." She kindly explained.

Roman swallowed hard, he hadn't heard from Dean all week and it was already Friday. The Samoan didn't know if Dean was hurt or maybe angry.

And he had little time working there, he couldn't ask for a day off.

"So tomorrow is the big day, that's why you're so nervous, right?" Elias intercepted him.

"The fight!" Roman barely remembered it.

"You've been thinking about the Hound of Destruction so much that you don't even remember tomorrow you will have a fight that will catapult you to the main event." Elias said with concern.

"The reason I am about to have that opportunity is because Lesnar has injured other fighters and many others don't want to face him." Roman said angrily. "But Bobby will teach him a lesson, Lesnar must learn something about humility and sportsmanship."

"You have a lot of admiration for Bobby." Elias pursed his lips.

"Bobby is a trailblazer and it would be a great honor for me to face him. Lesnar is trash and I'm not interested, although I don't deny that I would like to kick his butt."

Roman went on his way. Even if his attitude was suspicious, when he got off work, he would go to the Rollins mansion. He must see Dean.

Finn was going through the pictures he had taken at the hotel. Big Cass destroyed everything in his path. At that moment he noticed the photo he took of Roman.

"Is that your boyfriend, Mr. Balor?"

Finn nearly fell out of his chair when he heard Seth's voice.

"It's just a picture". Finn shrugged. "I cannot deny that he is a very handsome man."

Seth knew that Balor and the man in the photo had opened the doors to save the people trapped in the Hall, and Finn wasn't taking credit for that. Seth had to admit that he was impressed.

Finn looked at his boss. "But if you ran away from the Hall, how come you are hurt?"

Seth took a folder from Finn's desk. "Part of the roof fell on me while I was escaping."

Finn didn't seem to believe him, but he didn't ask more about it. "I was investigating missing persons reports and that man's name is Colin Cassady."

Seth looked at the documentation. "Colin Cassady has no police record, he recently became a little league boxing champion."

"There have been disappearances of several athletes, all have been found dead in horrible circumstances." Balor explained. "The D-Xs are obviously behind all of this, since Big Cass was with them."

Seth admitted that Finn was so good that he might even discover his identity one day. And still, he had no intention of firing him.

"As soon as Daily The Club is up and running, I want this to be on the cover." Seth said.

Finn was surprised. "Wow, I didn't think you had any interest in Daily The Club."

"Actually, I bought it so you all don't end up on the street, but it can be useful to have a means to expose the things that the corrupt police in this city are hiding." Seth looked at Finn intently. "But since you're determined to see only my flaws, you won't believe me."

Finn felt like a scolded child. Seth was a total mystery and as a good journalist, he wanted to find out everything about him.

Professional curiosity, nothing more...

"I admit that I have had some prejudices against you." Finn admitted.

"Some? I would say many." Seth started walking. "In any case, it's very true that the man in the photo is handsome, but I don't think he's your type."

Finn followed him. "And how can you know that?"

"Because it's obvious that you like complicated things, challenges, that's why you are always investigating, discovering secrets. And no matter how handsome he is, that man is not what I just described."

That said, Seth left a Finn totally stunned.

"So you work at the Foundation?" The housekeeper asked, looking at the small bouquet of flowers.

"Yes, I came to bring this gift to Mr. Ambrose, to show the affection of all his employees." Roman showed the credential that accredited him as a worker of the Foundation.

"At this time of night?" She looked at him scrutinizingly.

"We were very busy today and I had to come after work." Roman explained. "Listen, I have to make sure Mr. Ambrose gets this or I'll get in trouble."

The woman called on the intercom and shortly thereafter she told the guard to let Roman through, but not before being searched from head to toe. There was a great security protocol at the Rollins mansion.

Roman followed the woman into Dean's room. If the auburn-haired man had authorized his visit, perhaps he was hoping to fix things.

She left and Roman entered carefully. Dean was lying on his bed.

The Samoan looked around him. Dean's bedroom was the size of his apartment, maybe a little bigger. He was overwhelmed and for the first time thought about the social differences that separated them.

Dean smiled at Roman's astonishment. "You brought me flowers. Come on, come here."

"I needed to see you." Roman walked to the bed and handed the flowers to Dean.

"These flowers are just like you, simple but beautiful." Dean said looking at Roman almost sadly.

"Dean, I can explain about AJ. He kissed me and that took me by surprise. I didn't know how to react. I'm so sorry. Besides, he was having a panic attack."

Dean patted the mattress for Roman to sit next to him. "You trusted me despite the terrible first impression I made on you. I must trust you too."

Roman let out a sigh of relief. "So why have you ignored me all week?"

Dean put the bouquet on the nightstand. "I left your apartment and you followed me to the hotel! Even though you had nothing to do there... That night we faced a threat that we couldn't control, that thing brought that whole place down!"

"Dean, I'm sorry, but I couldn't just stand there doing nothing..."

"Exactly, you couldn't. You had to follow me and you will do it again... and I don't want to see you die because you chose to love me." Dean admitted. "When I saw AJ so worried about you, that he was having a panic attack, I knew who was really good for you."

"AJ is a good guy and he might be good for me, but I don't love him." Roman hugged Dean. "Dean, I love you and I understand your concern but... do you remember how you met me? I was in a place where I was not supposed to be and yet if it weren't for that, you would have never crossed my path. That night in the hotel, if we had not opened that door perhaps there would have been deaths to regret."

Dean smiled. "In the end it was you who saved their lives."

"No." Roman kissed Dean's forehead. "It was you, you stopped that guy... and well, Finn Balor helped too. I didn't know what to do and he was the one who came up with the idea to move the rubble and get those people out. You know, I was very relieved to know that normal people like me, like Elias, who also helped me, like Balor... that normal people are in the wrong place, doing the right thing."

"But I don't want to lose you." Dean put his face on Roman's chest.

"So why are you keeping me away from you?" Roman stroked Dean's hair. "I'll be fine, I'm not a damsel in distress, I'm a fighter and the truth is, you can't carry everything on your shoulders. Elias and I helped out at the seaport and Balor joined us at the Hotel. I think that shows that this city is not completely rotten and that you are not alone in this fight."

"That night many people accused us of being a danger to this city." Dean sighed.

"And many others stood up for you as well. I think people are realizing that they must help each other, that they can't expect you to save their lives forever." Roman kissed Dean's hair. "You said you fell in love with me for being the way I am... don't leave me now for that."

"I can't convince you not to do something." Dean admitted. "But at least you can promise me you'll be careful. You have no idea, if something happens to you because you're trying to help me, I won't be able to handle it. I think I'll go crazy if I lose you because of something I couldn't help."

Roman understood Dean. The desire to protect him, even if Dean was powerful, was what motivated Roman to follow him. But for now, he didn't want to think about it. He just wanted to have the man he loved in his arms and never let go.

"And if something happens to you... How do you think I'm going to feel?" Roman whispered. "When the terrace fell on you, I thought it was the end. I don't know what I would do if I lost you."

Dean couldn't take it anymore and kissed Roman. Roman returned the kiss immediately.

They could both lose the other that night and that made them nervous. They still did not know how to take the dynamics of their relationship but they were sure that they were not going to separate.

"We're going to make this work Dean, believe that." Roman murmured between kisses.

Dean smiled. How could he part with Roman? He was madly in love with him, and when he felt the passionate kisses of the Samoan and the way his heart was beating, he knew that Roman was also very much in love with him.

"Are you just going to be mine?" Dean was panting.

"Only yours."

"I don't know what possessed me wanting to let you go, but I won't do it anymore... Anyway, it would have been impossible that I could bear to see AJ all over you. If I see him around again, I think I'll rip that soccer mom's hair out of his head."

"That won't be necessary because I'm not going to let you get away from me." Roman tossed Dean onto the bed.

"This bed is better than yours." Dean bit his lower lip. "It will resist."

"It doesn't matter if we destroy this bed too. You're rich, you can always buy another." Roman said with a look full of desire.

And God, that was sexy. Dean realized that he would never let Roman go.

Roman was all over Dean. "I need you like the air I breathe, it's crazy." The Samoan started stroking Dean's crotch. "I really, really love you."

Dean began to moan. "Just take me. Fuck me like there's no tomorrow."

"Your wish is my command." Roman straightened up and took off his shirt.

Dean felt his cock stiffen. This man would be the cause of his death. He loved him so much.

At that moment the door opened causing them to suddenly separate.

"Dean, I..." It was Seth entering the room.

"Seth…" Dean didn't know why, but he didn't want Seth to find out about Roman.

And seeing Roman shirtless and on top of him, it was pretty obvious what was happening.

Seth's gaze traveled from the Samoan's bare chest to the obvious erection in his tight jeans.

"I didn't mean to interrupt, Dean doesn't usually bring his fuckboys to this house." Seth said without taking his eyes off them.

Roman felt a bit embarrassed and put his shirt on immediately.

Seth smiled, recognizing Roman from Finn's photo. This man couldn't be the journalist's boyfriend if he was in bed with Dean. Then, Seth really recognized Roman.

"Now I remember you! Randy said you are a prostitute and he found out that your friend is a thief." Seth said thoughtfully.

Dean sat up covering his obvious erection with a pillow. "Randy is a liar! Roman is a good guy, he works as a carpenter and is also part of the MMA League in this city."

And because of the territorial way Dean said this, Seth knew Roman wasn't just a fuckboy. Was this guy the one who had made Dean change so much?

"Actually, Roman is my boyfriend." Dean confessed.

Seth gave them an indecipherable smile. "That's why you were so interested in going to those mma shows, I know there is one tomorrow, you will probably support your boyfriend."

"I'll be there." Dean replied.

Roman felt a little nervous. "So, see you tomorrow, Dean."

"I'll catch you early, I want to see you training." Dean smiled at Roman.

Roman smiled back. "You will be my lucky charm."

They both kissed briefly and Roman left the room.

"So... when were you going to tell me?" Seth asked somewhat annoyed.

"Someday." Was Dean's curt reply.

"So, this is something serious."

"Totally." Dean said firmly. " I love him and he loves me."

"And does he know that you are one of the Hounds?" Seth arched an eyebrow.

"No." Dean lied.

And obviously Seth didn't believe anything.

"I hope you know what you are doing." Seth warned him. "Because I don't want your fuckboy to become a problem that I have to solve later."

"What the hell are you talking about?" Dean stood up. "Are you threatening me?"

Seth didn't move at Dean's advance. They were both face to face.

"I'm warning you." Seth was adamant about this. "You can have fun with him, he's very handsome, he must be very good in bed too, but nothing more. This secret is something that we both share, not just you. And I am not going to risk everything I have fought for, just because you want to fuck".

Dean grabbed Seth by the collar of his shirt. "We've never fought Seth, but if you try something against Roman, the blows that that big guy who attacked us at the hotel gave you will feel like caresses. I told you I love him and you're not going to ruin this."

Seth released himself from the violent grip, pushing Dean away from him. "You can have as much fun as you want with him, just remember my warning. In any case, nothing has to happen if you don't tell him the truth about us. You can open your legs for him, but keep your mouth shut."

That said, Seth left.

Dean clenched his fists angrily.

He remembered that Roman had asked him what he would do if he ever had to face someone he loved. Perhaps the answer to that was yet to come.

"Tomorrow we will go to the mma league show." Randy had the latest serum enhancement in his hands. "If all goes well, this Sunday my super soldier will be a reality. I'm sure Bobby Lashley will be the perfect supersoldier"

"I have done all the tests and everything will be fine, this new guinea pig will not get out of control, he will obey you blindly." AJ replied. "But otherwise, we can blow it up."

"We better not have to blow it up, because I've already wasted a lot of resources and I can't lose the perfect guinea pig." Randy said threateningly. "I'm tired of your excuses, if this doesn't work, you're going to regret it a lot."

AJ didn't say anything but it was obvious that he was fed up with Randy.