The-Wrong-Bride-Ares--Raven’s-story-(Maura,-Catharina)_bibis

our security provider, but she won’t budge on it. I’m not sure what it is about him, but I suppose it’s
the way he looked at Raven, or rather, the way he didn’t. Raven deserves to be the center of
someone’s universe, but she was barely even on his radar. His heart was clearly set on someone else.
“No. It’s just me tonight. My agent will be joining me shortly, but he’s backstage right now.”
My eyes roam over her, and I shake my head. “I never understood it, you know? How come
you’ve never been in a serious relationship? How does a woman like you stay single?”
She grabs a glass of champagne off a tray and smiles at me. “I just haven’t found a guy that can
keep me captivated. I’m not willing to settle for anything short of complete devotion. I want epic
love, and I’m willing to wait for it.”
Complete devotion, huh? Yeah, that’s exactly what she deserves. I wonder what kind of man will
be able to win her over. For a moment, an image of her with Lexington flashes through my mind, and
my blood runs cold.
“Raven!”
She glances to her side and smiles before turning back to me. “It’s my agent,” she tells me. “I
guess it’s time for an endless amount of supposedly necessary socializing. I’ll catch you later, okay?”
I nod and watch her walk away, my gaze drifting to the man she’s walking toward. Her agent is
staring at her in a way that cannot be described as professional. He looks enthralled, and I shift my
weight from one foot to another uncomfortably. I want nothing short of happiness for Raven, but the
thought of her falling for someone fills me with dread.
I suppose that’s what older brothers feel, isn’t it? It might not be identical to how I feel about
Sierra dating, but it’s pretty damn close. That must be it.