RAINE’S POV
The second I stepped out of Cyril’s villa, I let out a loud, over-the-top sigh. It felt like I’d just escaped some intense confrontation. The air felt lighter out here. Or maybe it was just my brain acting like I was losing it.
As I headed to the garage, I spotted my SUV parked outside, and beside it was a man I’d never met before. Where was Otto?
The man gave me a small nod as I approached him, and just as I was about to ask the obvious, he beat me to it. “I’m Hans, Otto’s replacement.”
I blinked. Replacement? What the hell happened to Otto? I didn’t ask aloud. I honestly didn’t want to deal with more drama, so I just nodded and got in the car.
It had to be my fault; I wouldn’t deny it. My chest constricted at the thought of my recklessness last night costing Otto his jo
