Chapter 51: Xavier.
The restaurant Cielle chose was a cozy little spot tucked away from the busier streets. It wasn’t extravagant, just warm and inviting, the kind of place where people lingered over their meals and conversations stretched into the afternoon. A sharp contrast to the luxurious restaurants Cavier usually took her to—not that he took her anywhere anymore.
Pushing the thought aside, she stepped inside, the scent of fresh bread and roasted coffee greeting her like an old friend. Devon followed, his sharp eyes scanning the room with practiced ease before settling on her.
“I like it,” he said, nodding approvingly as they were led to a booth near the window.
“I discovered this place when I was bored one night. I had a taxi drive me around just because. An hour into my adventur
