Ryan's POV.
I was staring at Darius, knowing very well that the compliment was only a mockery from his side. He stood there in front of me, his demeanor still the same. Cold, ruthless, inconsiderate. I have always known Darius to be that person, and I did not expect any form of mercy from him, so he did not have to pretend to me like he was going to be kind.
"Knock it off, Darius. I know that this is not a welcome for me, and you're probably going to kill me, so do not try to make it seem like you're pleased in any way to see me," I said to him in a calm voice, staring at him directly in the eyes. I hated playing games, and I was not going to begin now.
"You see, there is the one thing I like about you very much, Ryan: it is the fact that you are always ready to go down to business, a
