Brian was in his room that night, sitting next to the window and staring at the city. He didn't know where they were, but it was a nice city. He heard the door open and he didn't even turn around. He knew who it was. Only the managers and the bodyguards had keys to everyone's rooms. These keys were barely used. Except by Liam, who used them to get in Brian's room. He started using them when Brian slammed the door in his face the second night. Liam hadn't liked it. At all. Since then he'd been using his key to get in.

He heard Liam lock the door behind him. He kept looking out the window. "I take it you're mad about last night." Liam said, coming closer to Brian. "Maybe I was a bit rough on you, but you deserved it."

"Nobody deserves that kind of treatment."

"Don't offend me, Brian. You could regret it."

Brian still had his back at him, but he knew Liam was getting furious. "Do what you want with me. I don't care anymore."

Liam came in front of Brian and block his view of the city. "I want you to care." He crouched down in front of Brian and put a hand on his leg. "I want you to love me the way I love you."

Brian stood up. "The way you love me? The way YOU love me?" He screamed. "You don't love me. Shit, that's anything but love. It's degrading, disgusting, and illegal. 'Cause you know what you're doing, right? It's called rape. It took me a while to be able to utter that word, but I can now. All you want isn't love. All you want is a good fuck every night! You FORCED me into giving you that. I've never given you any fucking love and I won't! You've tried for 16 consecutive nights - yes, I've kept count. I could even tell you how many thrusts you gave, each and everyone was hell to me! Luckily for me, there aren't much everytime. How much? 3, 4, sometimes 5? Not a lot for you. For me, it's a frigging nightmare." He had said it all out of anger, and he knew after he'd finished he'd pay for it big time.

Liam's eyes were squinted with anger. Brian knew he's crossed the line. "So you think it doesn't last long enough? Fine! I'll show you how long it can last. Take your shirt off." He ordered. "You're in for a very long, painful night, young man."

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