CHAPTER 58: IT'S NOT WHAT YOU THINK
DONOVAN'S POV:
The slapping sound of love-making in the room was taken over by the sound of their frantic breathing as they realized they weren't alone. I didn't burst in like a madman. I didn't roar. Instead, I stood there in the doorway, my phone held steady, capturing every second of their "entertainment" on video. When I finally hit the save button, I started clapping. Slowly. Deliberately.
"Well done, guys," I said, my voice dripping with ice. "Seriously. This is so entertaining. Best show I’ve seen all year."
Steven and Gloria whipped their heads toward the door, their faces draining of all color until they looked like ghosts. They scrambled apart, stumbling over themselves as they tried to hurriedly put their clothes on. It was pathe
