Rebel

The heavy doors of the Di Ravelli estate shuddered as Enrico shoved through them. His grip on his smartphone was tight enough to crack the reinforced glass.

"Welcome, young master..." A line of household staff bowed, but he didn't even break his stride. He wanted blood.

He hit the base of the grand staircase just as a woman in a sweeping floor-length gown stepped into his path.

Renata Di Ravell