Bridget’s eyes shot wide open in disbelief at what was happening now. She even caught a whiff of a pleasant cologne on Darius’ chest. The scent was woody but also fresh enough that it did not give her a headache.

Instead, it made Bridget’s heart pound beneath her chest. Gulping, she decided to take a chance and rest her head on Darius’ shoulder.

“I knew it,” Darius thought while cocking a brow. Then, he stated coldly, “I’m only doing this so we can get to the villa faster. You’ll still need to