Alex.
I received fresh intelligence from the private operative I had recently hired to keep an unyielding eye on Ella.
My initial intention had been twofold: I wanted to track her every single move with absolute precision, while simultaneously providing an invisible shield to keep her safe from harm.
However, over the past few days, the nature of these updates had taken a sickening turn. I had been receiving painfully detailed, intimate reports detailing her interactions with the triplets.
Those damn assholes. They took a twisted pleasure in casting their eyes on whatever belonged to me, constantly probing for a way to stake their claim. And now, as if their endless power games weren't enough, they actually dared to become my rivals in love.
A heavy wave of frustration crashed over me as the haunting memories of those intimate videos flashed unbidden in my mind. The sheer sight of them together burned in my chest.
