C32 The Breaking Point. Dontrell’s pov

I heard her scream before I even had a chance to react, the sound piercing through the sexual tension we’d been caught in. The shock of it sent my body into full alert, my muscles tight, adrenaline flooding my veins as I sat up on the bed, my eyes darting to the balcony she pointed frantically toward.

“What is it?” I asked, my voice sharp with concern. My desire still burned