CHAPTER 15: ALLIES

(Ayra's POV)

Darius sat in one of the sleek leather chairs, his posture relaxed yet commanding.

He wore a tailored charcoal suit that complemented his broad shoulders and sharp features.

His piercing blue eyes locked onto mine the moment I entered.

"Hello, Ayra," he said, standing as I approached. His voice was smooth and rich, carrying a hint of amusement.

"Mr. Williams," I replied, offering a polite smile. "I didn't realize you'd be stopping by today."

He chuckled, the sound rich and warm. "We're back to formalities now? I thought we'd moved past that."

I felt a flush creep up my neck but quickly masked it with a small smile.

"Well, what can I do for you, Darius? I wasn't expecting this sudden meeting."

"I like to keep people on their toes," he said with a faint grin.

There was something about him that was both infuriating and magnetic.