Slowly, I turned my head. And there he was.

Raven. He walked through the crowd like he owned the place. Of course he did. He looked calm and tall, dressed in his usual navy blue suit, among other people here, which made him look even more dangerous.

People moved out of his way instinctively.

His eyes found me in no time, and the corner of his lips curved in a smirk.

My throat went dry. I wanted to look away, but I couldn’t. It was as if he held me with nothing but his gaze.

He stopped a ...