Raven’s Pov
The moment we stepped into the mansion, I felt stillness.
But not the comforting kind, this was the kind that warned you a storm was waiting behind the next door. My hearing kicked in, heightened by adrenaline, and that’s when I caught the soft clinking of cutlery.
Someone was having a f*****g meal?
I stormed forward, Alessio and Diego right behind me. We turned into the dining hall—
And there she was.
Claire. Sitting at the long table like she didn’t just throw a bomb into my life and light a match. She was eating peacefully. Smiling.
I nearly blacked out from the rage that exploded inside me.
This b***h ruined everything—forced me into hiding, turned me into a fugitive—and she was having lunch?
The moment her eyes met mine, they widened like saucers. She didn’t even
