At that moment, Jack and Steven came into the room. They walked over to the sofa and saw Alexander looking angry.
Jack felt his body tense up. What had they done to Huan? Had they tortured him? Seeing Alexander's reaction, he was afraid his imagination had become reality.
Alexander sat perfectly still, his eyes glued to the phone screen as if he were watching porn. But this time, he was not aroused, only angry.
On the display, Razen moved with a casual, predatory grace toward the man bound to the bed.
"I love how he screams, but it's too loud. I don't want him to wake everyone up." Razen's voice sounded cheerful, his muscular fingers still stroking the man's manhood.
The man on the bed arched his back, his abdominal muscles rippling and tightening in a violent spasm of agony and forced sensation.
