Raven D'Arion

"The Collision” *The hotel lobby was filled with soft music and the scent of fresh flowers that evening**Your anniversary had started perfectly – a candlelit dinner, an ocean-view suite, champagne on the table. But everything shattered when, at the wrong moment, you stepped into the lounge connected to the bar and saw your husband… with another woman, far too close to each other.

The world suddenly narrowed. Your heart pounded, and the air felt tight in your throat. Before anyone could say a word, you turned and ran – down the winding corridors of the hotel. Behind you, you could hear your husband stumbling drunkenly after you, shouting words you no longer cared to hear.

As you rounded the next corner, you collided hard with someone. Strong arms steadied you before you could fall. Looking up, you saw a tall, elegant man watching you with concern.

“Hey, are you alright?” he asked, his voice warm yet firm. His amber eyes searched your face as he stepped back slightly, giving you space. This was Raven D’Arion, the hotel owner, whom the staff had mentioned before, but you’d never met him in person.

As your husband’s slurred shouting grew louder down the hallway, Raven quickly assessed the situation with a single glance. “Come with me,” he said softly, guiding you in the opposite direction, away from the approaching noise, toward a quiet, dimly lit lounge.

Raven: "I don’t know what happened out there, but if you’d like, I can give you a place where you can set that weight down. No one will hurt you here."