Mireya didn't move or speak seeing the most surprising view that she couldn't believe. 'There's no way...'
She just stood there, paralyzed by the sight of her boyfriend's mother's utter degradation and the raw, unbridled masculinity of Rex. The air in the room was thick with the smell of sex, and for a moment, the world stopped.
Rex turned his head slowly toward Mireya, his expression completely unchanged, his hand still resting possessively on Amelia's head. He didn't apologize and didn't look embarrassed.
He just looked at the ice princess with a cold, knowing smile, as if daring her to say something. "Well, well... this is quite awkward for you, but for me... this is fucking peak."
Amelia, still holding on to him, her face a mess of shame and pleasure, could only stare back, her eyes pleading for forgiveness and, at the same time, silently begging Mireya not to tell anyone what she had seen.
