The Billionaire's Redemption

Chapter Ninety-two

“What?!” Alex whispered

His breath caught in his throat as he found it hard to process the depraved scene laid out before his disbelieving eyes.

There on the rumpled sheets of his marital bed, glistening with sweat, were the naked, intertwined bodies of Isabella and Derek.

Derek's muscular frame was hovering over Isabella, his back rippling with each powerful thrust while Isabella's fingers were raking down his slick skin, and her head lolled back in ecstasy.

The room was punctuated by Derek's deep grunts and Isabella's breathy whimpers.

For a split second, he had been so overcome that his original plan dissipated from his mind as anger burned through his veins, not because of the act itself but because Isabella could stoop so low to sleep with their maid on the bed they shared together, prompting him to burst through the door and confront them in the act.

But something stopped him. A flicker of reason amidst the tempest of fury reminded him to pause.

“Why should I do that when I c