Gunnar's POV

The moment the door burst open, Carian jerked around violently on top of me while I lifted my head toward the entrance.

Amelia stood there breathing hard, her eyes wide with fury as she took in the sight before her.

Carian was completely naked on top of me, my trousers halfway down my hips while her wet thighs pressed against my body. Her hands were still gripping the waistband of my trousers tightly like she intended to pull them off completely before my mother interrupted.

For a second, nobody moved.

Then mother's expression darkened completely.

"Get off my son."

Her voice came out cold and sharp.

Carian slowly...