DARIUS POV

"Please come in..." Darius mumbled slowly, his arms outstretched on the cool, dark couch he was sitting on.

The rapt knock on the door had caught his attention, and his body was already anticipating her arrival, so he yelled out something without even asking who it was.

But he knew she was the one. Brielle...

He'd been waiting for her since the clock beside where he was seated struck ten.

The steeled door burst open, revealing her in a blindfold, flanked by two maids.

When ...