Alex
“What the Fûck!?” I sat upright as cold water dripped from my hair and face, down on my naked chest. Disoriented, I jerked my head up, my eyes burning with rage as I looked at the arsehôle who had fûcking dared to do that. But instead of the set of pair of blue eyes of one of my brothers that I expected, I found green eyes just like mine staring down at me. No, not staring. They were glaring at me, furious. I will kill the fûcker who did this. “Dad?” I croaked out, my stomach muscles tightening. He was the only person who could make me question everything and regret it at once.
“Get up.” Two words said in that tone had my blood turning cold. Shît. My nerves shot to hell, I slid out of the bed and wiped my face on my arm. “Get a shower and come downstairs, you have ten minutes.” Dad
