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The next morning, Anthon's phone rang incessantly like a machine gun, piercing the silence of the room and ending his peaceful slumber. Anthon suddenly woke up, his eyes snapping open as heavy breaths shattered the tranquility of the morning light. He looked around, his heart racing, his mind a chaotic blur, unable to determine what had happened the night before.
A strange chill swept over his body, causing him to shiver involuntarily. Looking down, he was shocked to discover that he was completely naked. This sudden realization filled him with an inexplicable sense of shame and panic, prompting him to quickly burrow under the covers, seeking comfort in their warmth.
Anthon closed his eyes, trying to piece together fragments of last night's memories, but everything felt disjointed and unclear. It was as if he were trapped in a fog, unable to discern the boundaries between reality and illusion. The images from last night replayed in his mind like fragmented movie clips, yet they failed to form a coherent story.
The persistent vibrations of his phone reminded him of the outside world's call, but at that moment, he felt a more urgent need to untangle his chaotic thoughts and confirm what he had experienced—whether everything from last night had merely been a nightmare. He struggled to calm himself, searching for clues that could help him understand the situation. Despite being filled with fear and unease, he knew that maintaining composure and clarity of thought was crucial in uncovering the truth.
Just as Anthon attempted to sort through the confusion in his mind, a sharp pain suddenly shot through his backside, as if something sharp had dug into him. The pain made him feel as though a delicate flower were being battered by a storm; the tearing sensation caused him to instinctively cover that area with a pained expression on his face.
As he tried to alleviate this sudden discomfort, Brother Jie turned over from the other side of the bed, his muscular body unapologetically exposed in the morning light. Brother Jie still bore traces of last night's activities on his body, and a smug smile graced his face—a smile that seemed to savor the pleasure of last night while hinting at his awareness of Anthon's current predicament.
Brother Jie's gaze wandered over Anthon's pained expression as he observed quietly, seemingly enjoying Anthon's reaction to the marks he had left behind. In that moment, Brother Jie displayed a side of himself that reveled in control and dominance, while Anthon felt acutely aware of his helplessness and vulnerability within this dynamic.
Anthon struggled to endure the pain but could not hide the shame and fear swelling within him. He felt as if he had been pushed into a trap where Brother Jie was the master of this game. His heart was filled with dread and embarrassment over last night's hazy memories, alongside frustration and anger at his own situation.
Brother Jie looked at Anthon's pained expression with a glint of coldness and mockery in his eyes; he seemed to relish this control and torment over Anthon. This all revealed Brother Jie's desire for power and dominance, as well as his ruthlessness towards those weaker than him. For Anthon, what he faced now was not just physical pain but also mental anguish and harm.
Just as Anthon prepared to loudly question Brother Jie about what had happened, Brother Jie casually smiled and said, "Good morning... little piggy..." This offhanded nickname and relaxed demeanor momentarily left Anthon's simmering anger with nowhere to go.
Anthon's face flushed red; his gaze inadvertently swept over Brother Jie's naked body and even caught sight of his genitals, which only heightened his embarrassment and shyness. His face turned as red as a ripe apple as he responded heatedly, "What are you talking about? Explain what happened last night! And put on your pants right now!"
This scene made the atmosphere in the room even more awkward and tense; Anthon's voice was laced with anger and shame while Brother Jie seemed to revel in it all. His attitude and behavior displayed a blatant disregard for last night's events, leaving Anthon feeling increasingly helpless and confused—struggling to comprehend Brother Jie's actions while feeling angered by them.
Brother Jie heard Anthon's question and remained calm and composed. He leisurely sat up without immediately putting on his clothes, instead yawning and stretching. He looked at Anthon with a hint of provocation and mockery, as if suggesting that he knew Anthon was completely unaware of the events and circumstances from last night, and this uncertainty and helplessness was exactly what he sought.
"Last night?" Brother Jie's voice carried a playful tone, as if he were deliberately stalling to intensify Anthon's anxiety. He pretended to be nonchalant and said, "Oh, didn't we have a wonderful night together? Do you remember what we did?"
Upon hearing Brother Jie's words, Anthon felt even more restless. He wanted a clear explanation, but Brother Jie seemed to be toying with him, which only amplified his anger and frustration. He felt trapped in an uncontrollable situation while Brother Jie appeared to be watching him closely, as if everything was under his control.
Anthon's emotions reached a boiling point as he angrily questioned Brother Jie: "You... you actually toyed with me like this?" His voice was filled with indignation and distrust, his eyes blazing with fury.
However, Brother Jie seemed to have anticipated Anthon's reaction. He maintained a relaxed demeanor, even responding with a hint of a provocative smile: "Anthon, you didn't seem to resist at all last night; rather, you looked like you were enjoying it." This statement left Anthon feeling a mix of shame and anger, causing his face to flush even more.
Moreover, Brother Jie remained completely exposed, his nudity only deepening Anthon's rage. Unable to tolerate such humiliation, Anthon angrily threw the blanket at Brother Jie, covering his nakedness. The blanket arced through the air and landed on Brother Jie, symbolizing Anthon's final retaliation against this insult.
After tossing the blanket aside, Anthon quickly got off the bed, filled with confusion and shame. He needed space to sort through his emotions and rethink how to deal with someone like Brother Jie.
Images from last night flooded Anthon's mind as he tried to recall every detail, but everything felt blurry and chaotic. He deeply doubted whether anything had truly happened between him and Brother Jie, or if it was just a nightmare.
At the same time, Anthon realized he had to face reality: the relationship between him and Brother Jie had been completely shattered. He no longer trusted any of Brother Jie's promises or words. This betrayal and humiliation left him heartbroken and desperate, but he also knew he could not remain trapped in this emotional abyss forever.
Standing in the center of the room, Anthon struggled to calm himself. He understood that protecting himself was now the most important thing—he needed to find a way out of this predicament. He resolved that no matter what, he would break free from Brother Jie's control and reclaim his dignity and freedom.
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