Chapter 111

Alejandro's Point of View

Even though the kitchen was the furthest place from Farren's room, we could hear her scream his name. Hear her moan in pleasure. Rafael was sitting across from me as it happened. Smirked when the first few moans came. Then when it turned a bit louder, he stiffened. Looked up to where the stairs were.

You could see the unease on his face. A twinge of jealousy in his twitching brow. But he remained in his seat. Sipped on his mug of coffee whilst I buttered some toast. It wasn't early by any means and most of us had slept in. At least some had more pleasant wake-ups than others.

After another round of Farren screaming Camilo's name, Rafael's jaw tightened. I was sure his mug was going to break in his hand by then. His knuckles had lost all color. So had his face.

"How can you sit there and eat your toast as if nothing is happening?" Rafael growled out. I raised a brow at him. Wanted to smirk at the uneasy tone of his voice. But I carried on chewing and swallowed