Ravenna stared at her ringing phone, Soren's name flashing on the screen. Her heart raced as she debated whether to answer. Just as she decided to let it go to voicemail, a sharp knock on her office door made her jump.
"Come in," she called, expecting Emily.
The door swung open, revealing Soren Blackthorn in all his imposing glory. Emily rushed in behind him, flustered.
"I'm so sorry, Miss Thorn! I tried to stop him, but-"
Ravenna held up a hand, cutting her off. "It's alright, Emily. You can go."
Emily nodded, casting a wary glance at Soren before exiting and closing the door behind her.
Soren strode across the room and sat down across from Ravenna, his phone still in hand. Ravenna took a deep breath, steeling herself. But before she could speak, Soren beat her to it.
"Avoiding my calls, are we?" he asked, arching an eyebrow.
Ravenna felt her cheeks warm. "I was busy," she lied smoothly.
Soren's piercing gaze told her h
Ravenna's eyes fluttered open, the harsh hospital lights momentarily blinding her. As her vision cleared, she saw her parents sitting beside her bed, worry etched on their faces.Her mother noticed her stirring and leaned forward, relief flooding her features. "Oh, thank goodness you're awake, sweetheart!""What... what happened?" Ravenna croaked, her throat dry.Her father squeezed her hand gently. "You collapsed in the car, honey. The doctor says your brain might have recalled something from your life before the accident."Ravenna nodded slowly, the memory of the bridge and the oncoming car flashing through her mind."They want to keep you here for at least two more days," her father continued. "And you'll need to take some time off work to rest.""No!" Ravenna exclaimed, sitting up too quickly and wincing at the resulting headache. "I'm fine. I can't miss work."Her mother tried to reason with her. "Darling, you need rest. Surely work can wait-""No, Mom," Ravenna insisted, her voic
Ravenna stepped out onto the street, hailing a cab with a confident wave. As she slid into the backseat, the driver glanced at her in the rearview mirror."Where to, miss?""The Blue Note Jazz Club, please," Ravenna replied, her voice steady despite the nervous flutter in her stomach."Sure thing," the driver nodded, pulling away from the curb.As they drove through the city streets, Ravenna checked her phone. 8:30 PM. The show started at 9. She took a deep breath, hoping Rylan would actually show up.As they neared the club, Ravenna leaned forward. "Actually, could you drop me off somewhere a bit more discreet? Maybe that alley u
Ravenna grabbed her bag and walked past Lilith and Rylan, plastering on a polite smile. "It was nice to see you both. I hope you enjoy the rest of your evening.""You're leaving already?" Rylan asked, his brow furrowed. "The jazz show hasn't even ended yet.""I have work tomorrow," Ravenna replied smoothly. "I should head home and get some sleep.""Oh, right," Rylan nodded. "Well, let me escort you out at least."As he moved to stand, Lilith's hand shot out, gripping his arm tightly. "I'm sure she can find her own way," Lilith said, her voice sharp. "Can't you, Ravenna?"Ravenna could practically feel the jealousy radiating off Lilith, but she pretended to be oblivious. "Of course," she said breezily. "I'll be fine. Goodnight, you two."She placed her hand on Rylan's arm briefly as she passed, savoring Lilith's barely concealed glare. As Ravenna walked out of the jazz club, she couldn't help the triumphant smile that spread across her face. Everything was going according to plan.She
Ravenna's fingers hovered over her phone for a moment before she dialed Rylan's number. He picked up on the second ring."Ravenna," his voice came through, a mix of surprise and something else she couldn't quite place."Rylan," she replied, keeping her tone casual. "Is everything alright? Your message seemed urgent."There was a brief pause before Rylan chuckled. "Actually, it's nothing serious. You left your watch at the jazz club last night. I found it after you'd gone."Ravenna allowed a small smile to play on her lips. Of course, she'd 'forgotten' the watch on purpose, but Rylan didn't need to know that."Oh my goodness!" she exclaimed, injecting just the right amount of distress into her voice. "I've been panicking about losing it. Thank you so much for finding it, Rylan.""It's no problem at all," he assured her, his voice warm. "I can mail it over to you if you'd like.""Oh, that's not necessary," Ravenna said quickly. "I know you'll be coming to do business with my father soon
Ravenna sat on her bed, turning the watch over in her hands. Soren's unexpected appearance had thrown a wrench in her plans to get closer to Rylan. She needed another opportunity, and soon.Reaching for the file on Rylan, she flipped through it until a particular detail caught her eye. "Golf enthusiast," she read aloud, a smile spreading across her face. "Perfect."For the next few days, Ravenna worked tirelessly on Soren's project, determined not to give him any reason to follow through on his threats. By Saturday morning, she was exhausted but satisfied with the proposal she'd put together.Closing her laptop with a sigh of relief, Ravenna made her way downstairs. She found her parents watching TV in the living room, while her friend Daniella lounged on the couch, munching on a bag of chips.Daniella looked up as Ravenna entered. "Wow, you look horrible," she said bluntly.Ravenna rolled her eyes. "Thanks, I really needed that," she replied sarcastically.Her mother frowned with con
Later that night, Ravenna stood in her kitchen, absently swirling a glass of wine as she stared out the window. Her mind kept circling back to Soren. What did he know about Rylan? Why was he so invested in keeping her away from him?She took a sip of wine, her brow furrowing. Maybe it was time to change tactics. If Soren truly hated Rylan as much as he seemed to, perhaps they could work together. After all, he had hinted at Rylan having blood on his hands. Could Rylan have hurt someone close to Soren?Before she could second-guess herself, Ravenna grabbed her phone and typed out a quick message to Soren: "We need to talk."She stared at the sent message, sighing. Hopefully, she could get his help without exposing too much of her own motivations.Just then, her phone buzzed with a new message. It was from Rylan:"I'm sorry about today. Can we talk?"Ravenna hesitated before replying: "It's fine. Don't worry about it."Almost immediately, another message came through: "I'm outside your
Ravenna stepped into her walk-in closet, eyes scanning the rows of carefully curated outfits. Tomorrow night's date with Rylan needed to be perfect - every detail had to be just right. Her fingers trailed over silky fabrics and sleek designs before stopping on a deep burgundy dress."This is it," she murmured, pulling it out.The dress was a masterpiece of seduction - form-fitting with a plunging neckline and a slit that climbed dangerously high up her thigh. She held it up to herself, admiring the way the rich color complemented her skin tone.Ravenna smirked, imagining Rylan's reaction. "He won't know what hit him."She laid the dress out carefully, then selected a pair of strappy black heels and delicate gold jewelry to complete the look. Satisfied with her choices, Ravenna went to bed, her mind buzzing with anticipation for the following day.The next morning, Ravenna arrived at the office early, determined to get ahead on her work before her date. She was deep in concentration, p
Ravenna rushed into the boutique, her heart racing with anticipation. She had less than two hours before her date with Rylan, and everything needed to be perfect."Welcome back, Ms. Thorn," the stylist greeted her warmly. "Are you ready for your transformation?"Ravenna nodded, a determined glint in her eye. "Absolutely. Let's make this unforgettable."For the next hour and a half, Ravenna was pampered and primped to perfection. Her hair was styled into loose, elegant waves that cascaded down her back. The makeup artist worked her magic, accentuating Ravenna's natural beauty with smoky eyes and a deep red lip that matched her dress perfectly.As Ravenna slipped into the burgundy dress, she couldn't help but admire her reflection. The fabric hugged her curves in all the right places, the plunging neckline and high slit adding just the right amount of allure."You look stunning, Ms. Thorn," the stylist breathed, adjusting a final curl.Ravenna smirked, her eyes glinting with satisfactio