DARIUS POV

"I believe that's all, thank you." Darius rasped out, immediately hanging up the phone and putting it in his pocket.

Closing his eyes briefly, he allowed the cool air from the open tinted windows to wash over him as he relaxed his back on the limousine seat.

He didn't know how or when, but his mind was instantly filled with illicit images of Brielle in various positions while he fucked her.

He'd left her peacefully sleeping with a kiss on her forehead this morning, and she ...