
Andrew sat motionless in the dim glow of the lamplight, utterly fixated on the scene unfolding before him.
His wife Bobbie lay sprawled across the bedsheets, moaning shamelessly as another man drove into her with deep, relentless strokes.
On his lap, Billie squirmed restlessly, while he intimately caressed her ass and legs.
“Watch closely, sweetheart,” Andrew whispered, his voice low and velvet-rough as he stroked Billie’s sensitive flesh. “Do you see how completely your sister is surrendering? Every inch of her belongs to the moment.”
“Yes…” Billie breathed, taking in by the sight.
“I-I’m almost there,” Bobbie cried out, her body tightening around her lover.
Andrew leaned in, his voice even rougher than usual. “Come for me, my dear. Let me see that look of bliss.”
A sharp knock cut through the room. One of Andrew’s guards entered without waiting, moving quickly to his side.

Andrew’s eyes flashed with irritation. “You know better than to interrupt our private time! What the hell is it?”
“I’m sorry, Boss,” the guard said, voice tight. “Binky met with Don Jacob.”
Bobbie let out a frustrated, broken whine. “Shit! I lost it, baby,” she complained to Andrew, shoving the man off her with an irritated push.
Andrew exhaled slowly. “I’m sorry, my dears. I’ll make it up to you both shortly.”
In the hallway, he turned to the guard. “Do we know what was said?”
“Not yet, Boss. The shipment issue has already been resolved; they could be conspiring against Anton.”
Andrew repeated the words with quiet contempt. “‘Not yet.’ ‘Could be.’ My private time was interrupted for this?”
They reached Andrew’s office. The moment the door clicked shut, Andrew stepped behind his desk, drew the pistol from its drawer, and fired a single shot into the guard’s chest. The man crumpled without a sound.

Other bodyguards burst in, then froze at the sight of the body and the gun still in Andrew’s hand.
“Let this be a reminder to every one of you,” he said coldly. “Do not interrupt my wives’ private time. Ever! Now clean this up and call a meeting of the ring holders. I’ve had enough!