Meeting The Slave Handlers

DARIUS POV

The car came to an abrupt halt after a long and exhausting journey.

Darius looked out the tinted car windows and blinked, surprised to see they had come to a halt in the middle of a large field.

The field was not empty, and from what Darius could tell, there were cars lined up and men walking around with guns, which added to his confusion.

He noticed that Madeline, the submissive beside him, was attempting to unhook her seat belts.

He would have helped her because he could see she was struggling with the handle, but he didn't care about seat belts.

All he wanted to know was why they were here, so he asked her, clearing his throat slowly as he did so.

"Can you tell me where we are?"

She came to a sudden halt, turning around and opening her lips.

"Um, I also have no idea, but this was where Lady Delilah brought us to that day. This is probably where slave traders congregate in this part of town."

Darius looked outside once more, amazed by the busy scene before him, an