“This can’t possibly be what you meant by 'taking me out’,” Raven protested. Demetrio had just informed her of his obligatory attendance at a formal dinner being planned later that evening. The eldest son of one of the clan patriarchs was turning eighteen and would shortly be officially inducted into the family. She realised that the Don had no choice but to go, yet such a stuffy setting did not exactly scream 'first date material' to her.
“Of course it is. You get to go out and experience a change in scenery, as well as spend time with me. What is there not to like?” It was obvious he was just winding her up, because there was no way he would actually gain any enjoyment from such a grating chore.
“This is ridiculous,” she grumbled. ‘I have nothing to do and yet I would still prefer to
