MADELINE’S POV

Madeline's heart raced as she sat motionless in the car, staring out the window as it drove past buildings and trees.

Lord Darius sat beside her, and she couldn't bear looking at him, given how angry he had been since the day began.

He had asked her to follow him to his bed chambers after ripping out Lady Delilah's heart in front of everyone and asking his men to clean up the dead body.

He’d asked her some questions, and she’d diligently answered, albeit with fright. ...