CHAPTER TWENTY

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Zackary's POV

I just arrived at Azrael's penthouse. I found out from Russel the other day that Azi had returned home after spending more than two months on vacation in Hawaii.

When I entered the house, I was immediately greeted by darkness. I didn't bother to turn on the lights, instead, I let my eyes adjust to the dark.

My footsteps were quiet as I walked into the kitchen, where I heard rustling noises coming from. The sounds grew louder as I got closer to the source.

I wasn't lying when I said it would be better to see a thief trying to rob Azi's place.

If I could just wash my eyes with holy water, I would.

You must be fucking kidding me.

I glared at Azrael with disdain as he shamelessly had sex in the kitchen. He was wearing some bizarre outfit while thrusting into someone from behind.

"Oh! that's it, baby!" that women moaned in pleasure.

"Fuck me harder, Azrael!"

Azi just smirked, quickening his pace. "The pleasure's all mine, babe."

I crossed my arms as I watched them. The fact that they were fucking in the kitchen was infuriating.

I covered my nose with my hand, trying to block out the scent of their pheromones in the air.

If I had known, I would have chosen another day to visit him. I didn't come here to watch some sleazy show.

I cleared my throat to grab their attention. The moment their eyes met mine, they both froze in shock.

I raised one hand in the air, the other still covering my face. "What's up?" I greeted him casually.

He stared at me in shock, like he’d just seen a ghost.

"What the fuck, man?!" he exclaimed, clearly in disbelief.

I didn’t bother to respond, just motioned him to finish what he was doing, then marched to the living room and plopped down on the couch.

"I almost had a heart attack because of you!" he complained as he sat on the couch beside me.

I rolled my eyes at him. "You’re in no position to say that. I should be the one feeling that way." I replied, uninterested.

"Why are you here?" he asked with a frown. "You never visit me of your own free will. It’s strange that you’re even here, especially since I didn’t ask you to come," he said, puzzled.

"I texted you, Dipshit." I shot him a glare and then leaned back on the couch.

"Damn." he muttered, shaking his head. "My phone's broken, I dropped it yesterday."

"So, how was your trip to Hawaii?" I asked. "Did you conquer the place?" I was clearly referring to the women there.

He grinned and licked his lips. "Of course. With my looks and overflowing sex appeal, how could anyone resist me?" he boasted.

I turned to him and smirked. "It’s obvious you were really enjoying yourself."

He shot me a sharp look. "Yeah, I was having a great time until you stormed in and interrupted us," he said sarcastically.

"Thanks to you, that beautiful omega was so embarrassed she ran off," he added irritably, crossing his arms, which made me laugh.

God, it must be tough to have such a high libido. I’m glad I’m not like him, I don’t think he could survive without constant sex.

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