Alexander's POVMy jaws clenched in anger. "What the fuck is going on here?" I asked, my tone laced with irritation.My dad adjusted himself, his hand shifting away from Pristine's hand.He cleared his throat. "We were just talking about you, son," he said, his voice low.I chuckled in disbelief. "Talking about me like this? like couples?" I asked, crossing my arms."It's not what you think, Alex," Pristine's voice cut in, "I was just having a nice time with your dad."I didn't even know how to react, what to say to the both of them.I don't know whatever it is they got going on, but I'm sure this was Pristine's idea to get to me for refusing to touch her for a long time.She had made it plain severally that I make love to her, but I always come up with excuses.But using my father to get to me? That's extreme.My dad got up from the bed. "I, uhm would leave you two to it then," he said, "I'd be in the parlour waiting for you Alexander, we have a court case to attend to."I acted like
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