CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
NADIA
I couldn’t concentrate on work. No matter how hard I tried, the image haunted me.
The image of Alex, his hand gripping his c**k alongside, the soft groans that escaped his lips. It wasn’t the first time I’d seen him exposed. Goodness knows how many times the twins had forced me to touch them and even suck their d***s.
But this was different.
It wasn’t about power or Alex wanting control this time—it was just him, lost in his pleasure. The way he moved, the low, guttural sounds, it unnerved me in a way I couldn’t explain. It wasn’t just disgust or fear, though those were there too.
There was something else, something that sent a chill through my body, something I hated admitting even to myself.
I’d tried to push it out of my mind, but it clung to me like a
