The mansion was too quiet when I got back. But I knew Clara would be upstairs in my room.

I tossed my bag on the hallway console and headed upstairs. That’s when I heard it, muffled noises. Low groans. A woman’s laugh.

Curiosity pulled me down the hall. I stopped at Brayden’s room, the door cracked just enough for me to push it wider.

Alessia was on all fours on Brayden’s bed. Leonardo gripped her hips from behind, slamming into her with a violence that made the headboard ...