Roman finally gets together with Shana. But he finds himself wedged between three women and the man intent on killing him because of Shana. Then there’s the secret of Marie’s unborn baby. Roman: I wanted to eat all of her. Even within that fortress I longed to erect around her to hold her captive in, to keep her away from men not worthy of the sight of her, I’d devour her. Shana: Roman was deadly sex. She had no antigenic for immunity against him. Instead she lay there on his bed, in an impossible state of sluttish disarray, holding her breath. Marie: “So you didn’t bring your rich old cow with you.” The bitch was ten years older than her, years older than Roman himself. Weren’t men supposed to prefer younger women? Alyssa: She was not going to let Roman treat her like a hole in the air. He started this triangle and she was going to make it equilateral. Grieg/Phoenix: His philosophy stated that peace was bondage, and war was freedom. His Girl was his territory, and no other man’s.