The bedroom door slamming open shattered the heavy, thick silence like a thunderclap.

Saad stood frozen in the doorway, his entire body going rigid with shock. His eyes first fell on his Abbu — Ahmed — who was sitting up slightly on the massive master bed, completely shirtless. His broad, powerful chest rose and fell with steady breaths, a faint sheen of sweat still visible on his skin, and a look of dark, satisfied possession lingering on his face. But it was the second figure lying before him that stole every last drop of air from Saad’s lungs and sent his heart hammering violently against his ribs.