Alex's sharp eyes remained fixed on Tyler and Robert. The two were clearly enjoying themselves, subtly putting on a show for their parents while digging at the group with every fake smile and backhanded compliment.
Their fathers stood beside them with clear, condescending smirks, openly amused by their sons' performance.
But when Alex shifted his gaze to their mothers, something far more interesting caught his attention.
Both women were stunning... elegant, well-maintained, and dressed in designer outfits that accentuated their figures. They wore polite smiles, but their eyes told a different story.
There was unmistakable lust burning in their gazes as they looked at him, lingering a second too long on his broad shoulders and calm, commanding presence.
A dangerous smirk tugged at the corner of Alex's lips.
'Time to teach these bastards a small lesson.'
