DARIUS POV

Darius stared out the car window, hands folded under his jaw, as he imagined the entire activity that was about to occur in his head.

Along with his security entourage, they were all going to the slave handler's place with the money that’d been requested.

Rocky, as usual, was seated beside him as the car drove them to the large field where Madeline had taken him that day.

This was the first step in their plan, and Darius smiled darkly, his eyes dimming as he thought about what ...