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In the room, the dim light seemed to be a temptation of desire, casting a soft and warm glow that made every contour appear particularly charming. The rhythm of Latin music permeated the air like a passionate dance, leading the two into a realm full of emotion and longing.
Jie Ge's body pressed against Anthon, his strong muscles forming a stark contrast with Anthon's soft body, like an insurmountable mountain, suppressing Anthon's breath and making him feel an irresistible force. Anthon's heartbeat seemed to synchronize with the rhythm of the music, with each beat resonating in his soul, stirring up his innermost desires and longings.
Jie Ge's eyes are deep and full of desire, his gaze like a fire, burning Anthon's soul, making him feel a passion and longing like never before. Anthon has never been looked at so deeply, his cheeks blushing like a shy flower, appearing both beautiful and enticing. Every meeting of their eyes makes Anthon's heart race, every touch ignites a flame in his body.
In this atmosphere, Anthon feels an unprecedented tension and excitement, his body responding involuntarily to every move of Jie Ge. His breath becomes rapid and fervent, each touch bringing an electric sensation, as if his body has been ignited.
In this intertwining of desire and longing, Anthon felt a kind of pleasure and excitement he had never experienced before. His body seemed to be dominated by an irresistible force, and he immersed himself in this ocean of passion, forgetting everything and focusing only on the present sensations and enjoyment.
Jie Ge's voice was like a captivating melody, weaving a net around Anthon's ears, every word filled with temptation and mystery. That deep and sexy voice was like a captivating fragrance, penetrating Anthon's heart, leaving his consciousness in a state of confusion and agitation, unable to break free.
"Anthon, forget about Haohao... Tonight, you are mine..." Jie Ge's words were like an electric shock, shaking Anthon's heart. He wanted to forget Haohao, forget everything, and just immerse himself in Jie Ge's embrace, to find a moment of peace and happiness. But at the same time, Anthon's heart was filled with struggle and confusion. He didn't know how to make a choice.
In a daze, Anthon struggled against Jie Ge's temptation. Haohao's warm smile appeared in his mind, making his emotions even more complicated. His voice was unclear, with a faint resistance: "No... Haohao..." Anthon tried to make himself sober, knowing that this was not what he wanted, but he couldn't fully control his emotions.
Jie Ge sensed Anthon's hesitation, his eyes flashing with a hint of cunning. He knew he had opened a breach and only needed to continue to exploit it. His voice became deeper and more captivating: "So... do you like Haohao?" Each word felt like a carefully calculated step, deliberately teasing Anthon's heartstrings, attempting to explore the layer of secrets he was unwilling to touch and gradually break down his resistance.
Anthon's inner turmoil was like a small boat in a storm, swaying with Jie Ge's words. He didn't know how to respond, feeling an irresistible attraction while deeply longing for Haohao. His emotions churned like a whirlpool in his heart, trapping him in an inescapable dilemma.
Jie Ge's question was like a sharp blade, mercilessly piercing into Anthon's already chaotic mind, plunging him into deeper confusion. In this fog-shrouded world, Anthon felt nowhere to escape, like a lamb trapped in the shadow of a hunter, powerless to break free from the hunter's control. Jie Ge's arms were strong and powerful, grabbing Anthon's wrists and effortlessly lifting them over his head, completely dominating him, displaying absolute dominance.
Anthon's breathing was rapid and heavy, each inhale filled with tension and unease, his chest heaving as if the suppressed emotions were about to burst from his body. Amid the physical oppression and emotional turmoil, Jie Ge's face was close, his gaze deep and penetrating, as if he could see into Anthon's soul, exploring the deepest secrets within him.
Jie Ge's voice is deep and full of temptation. He whispers softly, every word dripping with enticing sweetness: "Forget about Haohao... just for tonight." This sentence is not only a command, but also a temptation, launching a psychological and emotional offensive against Anthon. Jie Ge's voice is like a kind of magic, gently soothing the pain in Anthon's heart, while igniting the fire of his desire. Under Jie Ge's control, Anthon feels himself gradually losing the power to resist, and the intertwining of panic and longing in his heart forms a net that tightly ensnares him, making it impossible to escape.
Anthon struggles hard, trying to break free from Jie Ge's control, but his efforts seem so insignificant. In this game of desire, he feels as if he is bound by an invisible force, unable to break free, while Jie Ge acts as a guide, leading him into a realm full of unknowns and dangers.
Anthon feels the intertwining pain of body and mind, as if he is trapped in an inescapable emotional whirlpool. Jie Ge's voice echoes in his heart like a spell, and every word feels like a sharp blade, piercing his fragile soul. He closes his eyes, trying to find a trace of peace in the dark confusion, but the inner struggle becomes more intense.
In that darkness, Anthon's soul is like a solitary island, constantly battered by the waves of emotion. He deeply longs to let go of everything, to forget the emotional entanglements that bind him, but whenever he thinks of Haohao, the radiant smile shines like sunlight through the gloom, illuminating a path in his dark heart and giving him strength and courage.
Under the control and temptation of Jie Ge, Anthon still firmly holds onto his deep affection for Haohao. Even in the midst of emotional turmoil, the image of Haohao remains the pillar of his spirit, giving Anthon the strength and courage to face the present temptation. With a low and slightly trembling voice, Anthon resolutely states, "No... Jie Ge, I can't forget." This simple statement trembles in the tense air, carrying an emotion that cannot be severed, expressing his profound memory and unwavering loyalty to Haohao.
In Anthon's heart, Haohao is not just a person, but a symbol representing his past, present, and future. He deeply loves the purity and sincerity represented by Haohao, and this emotion has become deeply rooted, unshakeable. Even in the face of temptation, he firmly believes in his own heart, unwilling to betray his beliefs and emotions.
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