NOVARIA'S POV
"Who's this? Is she a new member?"
The man's curious gaze shifted between Sylvester and me.
Before Sylvester could answer, Collins stepped forward protectively, as though he had already decided it was his responsibility to speak for me.
Honestly there was no need to be over protective of me, and besides, the man had only asked a simple question, and was even being nice.
"Yeah, she is. Her name is…,"
"Novaria," I interrupted softly.
Taking a small breath, I extended my hand toward the stranger.
For once, I forced myself to meet the eyes of someone involved in the mafia world.
Usually, I avoided eye contact with them. Most of them looked intimidating enough to make me nervous.
The man blinked in surprise.
His eyes lingered on me for a few seconds longer than necessar
