"Turn it off!" Axel screamed at the top of his lungs, his voice cracking. "Turn it off!"
But I had no intention of stopping.
Let them watch it, every second of his whispers of sweet lies into Charlotte's ears.
Every frame of his d**k slamming hard against her cunt, with his hands grabbing her thighs.
In a fit of rage, Axel's suit went flying off.
He rushed to the speakers, lifting and crashing it to the ground.
The sound ceased.
He didn't stop, he stomped on it until pieces of metal and plastics flew across the air.
"Turn it off, now!" He rushed to the projector, raising the box to the air before smashing it again.
But it was too late.
Everyone had seen what they needed to see.
Heard everything. Including the parts where he insulted me to Charlotte.
Caring brother?
I scoffed.
