That was Darius' neck. When the woman returned to her senses, she was already in Darius' car. She paled, widened her eyes in terror, and started struggling. "Where are you taking me? I know I did something wrong; this is all my fault. Since I've admitted to my mistakes, why do you refuse to let me off the hook?"

Darius raised an eyebrow. "Because you're the one who came looking for trouble. I don't know why you approached me or whether you're good or bad." He shut the door, separating them from the outside world. Now that they were alone, he returned to his usual self.

The temperature in the car immediately dropped by several degrees as he said, "Before I get to the bottom of this, you're not allowed to leave my side. I'm gonna take you home with me, but for my safety, I'm gonna lock you up in the basement."

The woman's face became ashen. She shook her head vigorously and shakily said, "No, I've already realized my mistakes. I may not be a saint, but I don't think I can be considered