Dario's POV
I felt a chill run down my spine as William Carver gazed at me. It felt like he was staring right into my very soul.
What have I gotten myself into? I wondered, my leg trembling.
Little wonder William Carver is feared and highly respected. He has a dangerous aura about him that suppresses whoever comes close.
As I was thinking on how to escape him, I saw Sophia storming towards me, her eyes blazing with rage.
The party was almost over, and some guests were already leaving. And there was no sight of Aubrey.
I let out a sigh as Sophia approached. At least she rescued me from doom.
"What's going on, Sophia?" I asked, trying to sound calm.
"You know exactly what's going on, Dario," she spat, her voice venomous. "You're still pining after Aubrey, aren't you
