Chapter 5

Alex’s POV

“Who the fuck are you?” Damien snarled again, still buried deep inside me, his cock twitching even as the masked intruder stepped forward through the shattered terrace doors, rain pouring in behind him.

Glass crunched under the guy’s boots, the storm howling like it was cheering the chaos.

My heart slammed against my ribs, but my body stayed locked around Damien, ass full and stretched, cum from earlier leaking down my thighs.

The intruder wore all black with a ski mask, something metallic glinting in his hand. A knife probably.

“Don’t move pretty boys,” he growled, voice muffled. “Hand over the files Voss and I’ll let...