The Billionaire's Redemption

Chapter Twenty-eight

As Alex's hand gripped the doorknob, anticipation tingled through his veins. With a slow twist, the door yielded to his touch, revealing a scene that made his jaw drop.

There, in the room, Derek straddled Isabella, his hands moving deftly over her skin, glistening with oil.

She was clad only in a bumpshot and bra, her buttcheeks exposed.

But what struck him even more than the compromising position was the lack of reaction from either of them as the door swung open. They both turned casually, meeting his gaze with surprising calmness.

"What the fuck are you two doing?" Alex's voice cracked with disbelief and annoyance, his eyes flicking between them.

His irritation simmered beneath the surface as he addressed Derek directly. "How dare you remain in that position in my presence?"

His words dripped with disdain as he struggled to comprehend the audacity of the situation.

I'm sorry, sir," he said, his tone respectful but unapologetic as he finally stood up, lowering his head slightly in