Five years later.
Rose.
"Up and in!" Rose yelled at Stefan as he fought another fighter, Carlos Martinez, in the ring, pinning him down. It was only training, but she had a rule that no matter the situation, every fight was as important as the next. Whether you were fighting for practise, money or for fun. It was all the same. You fight to win and if you can't win then you're out.
"Hold him steady, don't let up!"
"Aargh!" Stefan screamed in anguish as his muscles began to cramp and then finally Dino called time.
"Well done." Rose clapped once as she stood up and stepped away from the ring, a figure catching her attention in the corner of her eye as she turned and saw none other than Vladimir Ranskahov. "Go get cleaned up. That's enough for today." The two fighters jumped out of the ring, but she stopped one of them. "Not you Martinez. You know the rules."
Carlos huffed and started his laps, knowing full well that the loser of the fight had more work to do in the form of running. Rose made her way over to where Vladimir was now leaning against the doorframe to her office.
"You know you're not supposed to be here during the day. I have a cover to keep." Rose stated, walking past him and to the desk. She put on her rectangular glasses before grabbing a pen and scribbling down the results of the fight between Carlos and Stefan as she always did before looking up to where Vladimir still stood. "Did you need something?" She asked.
"We would like to fill another two containers monthly." He finally explained through his Russian accent. One thing that Rose really liked about the Russians was that they made their own deals and negotiations. They would often send men to do dirty work, load the containers etc. but actual meetings and such one or both of them carried it out personally even if it was something as simple as this.
"Your last shipment was never completed." Rose stated, knowing full well that the Russian's were supposed to send another container full to Russia last night, but it left the docks empty.
"There was a slight problem, we'll go over it tomorrow night, but it won't happen again."
Rose took only a few seconds to think it over before nodding. "I'll have the documents ready for you to sign tomorrow night at the meeting, but no one will be signing anything until I see proof that that slight problem is no longer an issue." She agreed right before seeing Foggy walk through the front door, a big smile on his face. "Shit." Rose whispered under her breath before quickly shutting the blinds and pulling Vladimir into the room. "Stay here, don't come out and be quiet." She demanded before briskly exiting the room to greet her friend, closing the door behind her. "You look happy." She announced.
"We got the office!" He grinned.
"You did?! Congratulations!" She smiled back, giving him a hug. "Where's Matt?"
"Chatting up the real-estate agent." Foggy explained with a sigh and a pout as Rose smiled, knowing that Foggy was probably hoping to chat up the agent himself.
"Would some boxing make you feel better?"
"Ah, that would be a no, but a muffin might, so I think I'll just head over to your café instead." Foggy explained. As it turned out, Rose had one the bet with Matt after Foggy had given up on Rose's personal training after ten days. "Wanna come with?"
"Can't. I've got a bit of work to do, but we should all definitely go out and celebrate later on, so long as you don't have your hands full with clients."
"Yeah, they're just lining up outside the door, can barely keep up with them. May have to take a raincheck." Foggy joked as Rose chuckled, kissing his cheek.
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Thorns Of A Rose (Daredevil)
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