DARIUS POV

It was already evening when Darius arrived at his mansion, and despite feeling tired after the long journey, he was relieved to have arrived safely.

He should have taken a flight; perhaps he wouldn't have felt so exhausted, but he had reasons for using his vehicle convoy, right? His phone beeped, signaling an incoming message from one of his business clients, but he turned it off and slipped it into his pocket.

Darius would avoid taking any business calls or attending any ...