Raven Blackwood’s POV:

Just as I was about to stand up and leave, I paused. My eyes meet with Francesco Russo, standing at a distance away from me. His brows raised for a second before he walked towards me, “Blackwood! I am surprised to see you here.”

“Russo,” I greeted him back.

“What brought you to Italy?” He said, taking a seat across from me.

“Just business,” I answered calmly, observing his expression.

He nodded and started talking about the latest developments in his ...