DARIUS POV

Darius paced restlessly around the room, his hands on his waist as he waited for Lady Delilah’s arrival.

He needed to clear the air, and he needed to know what training Brielle had received that had her underperforming.

He didn't care that it was late; the mansion was still buzzing, and he knew Delilah would also be awake.

Furthermore, whenever he had sessions with new submissives, Delilah would always stay at the mansion because she would check on them afterward to see if ...