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2025-02-19 15:35:04Matthew's POV
It felt like a new beginning, as I stretched out my hands yawning at the now fresh bright morning staring at me. Last night was a tug of war and I'm sure I did complete my mission. My eyes snapped open at that thought, I jumped out of the bed only to cry in pain. My butt hurts, like... Damnit! What just happened? I couldn't believe anything, whatever my mind was telling me. It can't be me right? It's him. It's supposed to be Adrain feeling this pain, not me. I was the one to do all these things to him. Then, the memories of last night came flooding my head, he's got me. Just right where he was supposed to be but it just didn't work as planned. That bastard always has to win in the end. It's a shame how many times I've been trying to get him to beg for my mercy only for me to end up begging. On the bed where we knew clothes. I'm sure he much have kept them for me but fuck him, I won't wear it. I forced myself to walk, I grabbed my clothes on the floor only to see how thorny they were. Fuck! Now I have no choice but to put on the clothes he kept for me. What's with all these? Trying to be nice after fucking me? I couldn't call either of my friends, it won't be a good image. After everything they did, I ended up messing up the plan. Even though the plan was already messed up from the start, they still tried. Without any other choice, I grabbed the clothes on the bed and put them on. My phone is lying on the bed as well. The moment I unlocked it, a video popped up on my screen. My mouth dropped the second I saw myself begging Adrain in the video to fuck me. But that wasn't the worst part. He ripped off my pants and took me in a way I would never have imagined. In a way I was desperate yet crying for him to slow down. But I kept on begging for it, for him to go harder. How did it come to this? Me at the receiving end while Adrian pumped himself into me like a wild hungry beast? I quickly swiped the video away, anger boiling in my chest threatening to explode. I hated everything and I wish I had never tried to lure him in the first place. My screen lit up as a message popped on screen, "It's too late to regret it" My gritted teeth tightened to the point sounds of my teeth against each other could be heard. It was Adrain. Fucking Adrian! I threw myself out of anger. Luckily it collided with the . Not that I mind, I can buy many more phones if I want. I wish I could strangle him to his death and watch him choke till he's numb. That bastard is everything I hate and now, I hate him even more. I grabbed my phone from the couch and stumped out of the room. Another text message pops up again. "I loved how you moaned and begged me to go harder, you made my dick so hard and fuck, I love how good my dick felt good in your throat" I ran to the bathroom and soon as I finished reading his text, Just what the fuck did I do? Suck his dick? What the heck? I didn't know how to start, and neither did I know where to continue. I grabbed a new brush, poured toothpaste on it and began brushing my mouth. Whatever I take, I'm going to wash my mouth clean. And when I'll meet him again, I will make sure he suffers for this. How dare he stock up his dick into my mouth? Who the fuck is he? I brushed my teeth like five times just to be sure I'd gotten rid of whatever it was in my mouth. I cleaned and wiped my mouth using a white hand towel that hung by the side. Murder....that's what I will do. I will murder that bastard. And if he thinks he's won, then he lies. Before anything, I need to head back home and rest before I think of a good way to pay him back in his own coins. I need to be fast cause Dad will surely want to push things between Evelyn and Adrain a lot more faster, The buzzing sound of my phone grabbed my attention, I was ready to smack the phone against the wall in case it was Adrain calling. I don't fucking know how the hell he got my number. The name that popped up was Jordan, a heavy sigh of relief escaped my lips as I answered the call. "Hey, what's up?"Jordan's cheerful voice vibrates. I guess he's waiting for good news. But there was no good news to share. "I'm heading home" I carried myself out of the bath and I went to the elevator. I wasted no time, I hopped on my bike. "So you really aren't going to tell me anything? Not even a snippet?" Jordan complained. "Be patient, will you? I will tell you everything when I get home.... can't talk about something so private on the road" I growled. "When did things about Adrian become private?" Jordan retorted. I wish he knew that what we planned wasn't exactly what happened. "We'll talk later" I quickly ended the call. I don't want to be reminded of it at night. The engine of my bike roared as I drove away. Heading back home. My speed was at its peak, and it took me no time to get home. An expensive car was parked in front of the mansion. I didn't give it much thought, it could be my father's friend. But when I got in, what welcomed me was the smile on Adrian's face as he sat on the sofa, feeling like a prince, all mighty and big while staring at me as if he had been expecting me. I frowned so hard that if frowning would lead to old age, I'd be old by now. "Mr Matthew is here" Adrain pointed out and only then did I hear my Father's voice. "Good, Matthew, come and have a seat... we've got something serious to discuss" The seriousness in my dad's voice made my heart beat in fear of what I did. Did Adrain tell him. Why is he here? Why does the atmosphere feel so tense like something happened? Of course, I knew I did something bad but Adrain wouldn't be a fool to tell me. Unless he wishes to get back at me even after what he did to me last night. My steps were hesitant as I walked and sat down. My palms sweating, I felt my throat growing dry by the second and my heart now pauses to hear what dad has to say.
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