Missing Brielle

DARIUS POV

Half-naked strippers in nothing but panties and bras flocked to Darius, but he politely declined their advances at every turn.

He'd come to this bar at the request of one of his most important business clients, and they'd gotten halfway through their deal, but now they were resting.

Sipping his whiskey and setting the glass cup in his hand on a nearby table, he straightened his suit and adjusted himself in his seat.

Looking around, Darius noticed the supposed business client being sucked out by a naked lady on her knees, and he dragged his gaze away from the repulsive sight.

Darius picked up his cup again, slightly ruffling his hair, and began to down the contents in large quantities, pouring more whiskey.

While he sat casually looking around, more and more women approached him, but it never occurred to him to grab any of the blonde or brunette-haired ladies by the waist and have his way with them. He wasn't just feeling like it this evening, and if he slept with any o