DARIUS POV

Half-naked strippers in nothing but panties and bras flocked to Darius, but he politely declined their advances at every turn.

He'd come to this bar at the request of one of his most important business clients, and they'd gotten halfway through their deal, but now they were resting.

Sipping his whiskey and setting the glass cup in his hand on a nearby table, he straightened his suit and adjusted himself in his seat.

Looking around, Darius noticed the supposed business client ...