Chapter 1

　　In the dark, a small voice came from the dark blue bed.

　　On the opposite side of the bed was a big reflective floor-to-ceiling mirror which was blurred by the moonlight.

　　Calvin Lu pressed Quinn Leng\'s hand that was struggling to turn on the light, his handsome face was showing a playful smile.

　　\"What, can\'t you wait? Do you badly want to see how you are being fucked by a man?\"

　　Quinn, who was embarrassed and speechless, just sneered.

　　He grinned lightly, a sharp look flashing in his eyes.

　　\"Brother-in-law,\" he whispered softly, feeling satisfied that the man in front of him has stiffened and his eyes were tainted with anger.

　　However, Quinn didn\'t care, he didn\'t even pay attention to the painful arm that was being held tightly by Calvin.

　　\"Brother-in-law, does looking at my face remind you of my sister?\"

　　\"Quinn!\"

　　Quinn couldn\'t help but laugh when he heard Calvin gritting his teeth as the pressure on his arm tightened. Quinn felt that teasing Calvin was really fun. But in the next second, he was able to taste the repercussions of taunting Calvin, and couldn\'t help but snort painfully as the veins on his forehead bulged violently.

　　He could feel the grip on his arm loosening as the man glared at him mercilessly, and in the next second, he was suddenly thrown aside like a rag.

　　There were a few drops of cold sweat on his face, but he was still smiling.

　　It hurt but he could bear it.

　　The lights came on suddenly, Quinn squinted his eyes, a bit at a loss looking in the mirror when he saw that Calvin had already neatly dressed himself up.

　　Wearing a light gray cashmere suit, Calvin looked dignified and appropriate. He bent down and took out a cigarette to light before turning his face slowly to look at Quinn.

　　Having just experienced brutality, Quinn couldn\'t hardly lift himself up to wear his pants. He turned over with all his might and pulled the quilt to cover himself, when he heard a cool voice coming from the opposite side.

　　\"I\'m getting married,\" Calvin spoke so casually as if he had just remarked about the weather.

　　Quinn was stunned for two seconds, his heart felt like it had just been struck by lightning, but he quickly changed his expression, smiled, and asked, \"That\'s great, when will you let me go?\"

　　In the past two years, he had almost become Calvin\'s personal slave and was unable to escape.

　　Calvin stared at Quinn without blinking, and frowned his brows, \"Is that what you really want?\"

　　His tone was already extremely cold and was obviously really angry.

　　\"Oh, brother-in-law doesn\'t seem to like it. I wish you a happy wedding in advance then,\" as Quinn said this, he took out a red suede gift box from the bedside drawer and handed it over with a smile on his face.

　　Calvin sat on the sofa with his long legs crossed, his face was cold and his eyes stared straight at the box in Quinn\'s hand.

　　After a long while, he leaned forward, he dipped his cigarette butt into the crystal ashtray in front of him to put it out.

　　He stepped over a few strides, stretched out his hand, and squeezed Quinn\'s neck.

　　Calvin\'s tone was heavy, the strength in his hands was ruthless but there was no trace of distress in his eyes. \"You already knew?\"

　　Seeing that Calvin hasn\'t answered, Quinn retracted his trembling hand, his face was already pale and had a hard time breathing, but he still held the box in his hand as if it contained an extremely precious thing.

　　He struggled and raised his eyes to look at Calvin, \"Ms. Lin had already announced it a long time ago. Didn\'t you know?\"

　　Calvin only let out a cold snort as he glared at Quinn for a few seconds. He suddenly let go of his neck, took a step back, and watched Quinn as he panted to catch his breath.

　　\"You better not disgust me with that stuff,\" Calvin said, his gaze falling on the box in Quinn\'s hand before turning around to leave.

　　Quinn managed to adjust his breathing. As soon as he raised his head, Calvin had already sauntered to the door.

　　He couldn\'t help but twitch the corner of his mouth into a smile even when his pained heart dripped with blood, \"Calvin, did you also feel disgusted when you gave this to my sister?\"

　　Quinn kept pushing his buttons again and again, even though his whole heart was already dripping with blood in pain, he still refused to stop.

　　Calvin paused, his thin lips raised slightly, and he tilted his head slightly to look at Quinn.

　　The man\'s slender fingers gently stroked several buttons on the wall, and the smile on Quinn\'s face instantly became stiff.

　　Numbness instantly swept through Quinn\'s entire body and he wanted to scream in pain but he quickly suppressed it. He gritted his teeth and stared at the slender man at the door with fire in his eyes.

　　The smile on Calvin\'s face did not diminish, it was as if Quinn\'s reactions made him very satisfied.

　　He opened the door and went out without hesitation but didn\'t leave immediately.

　　After a few seconds, the low-pitched roars of Quinn writhing in pain came from inside the door.

　　Calvin couldn\'t help but frown. He winked at the person guarding the door before he took his steps and left.

　　The unbearable pain finally passed and Quinn\'s entire being was swimming in sweat.

　　He blinked in a daze only to see that there were several doctors in white coats around the bed.

　　He subconsciously shrunk for fear that the needle would stick into his skin.