Darius narrowed his eyes. Alfred had always been at the top of the social ladder; something must’ve happened to change this. Now that he had a better grasp on the situation, he turned to look at Aurora.

Everyone knew Aurora and Alfred were dating—although their relationship had started out as a strategic alliance between their families, they’d grown to love each other. It was almost given that they’d have a happily-ever-after, but it seemed things had changed drastically.

Darius turned to look at Aurora. She met his gaze and said pleadingly, “Darius, please help Alfred. He helped you in the past, didn’t he?” Tears rolled down her face.

Darius was surprised she hadn’t asked him to save her. Alfred heard what she said and roared, “No, don’t listen to her! Darius, don’t do as she says! I don’t care what happens to me, but there’s no way I’ll allow Aurora to marry Fraser Johnson!” Darius raised an eyebrow and was about to say something, but Fraser beat him to it.

He looked at Darius