My stepbrother has split personalities. During the day, he's the epitome of a gentleman. At night, he's dangerously intimate. One night, when the distance between us was negative, his primary personality suddenly woke up. Seeing my body covered in bite marks, his eyes widened in disbelief. "Shawn?" he called out hesitantly. But the lust in his voice was like a wildfire, paralyzing him with fear. The gentle, clear-headed brother who wouldn't bear to say a harsh word to me in daily life... He had no idea that the person bullying me most ruthlessly was him. 01 While heating milk, I stared blankly at the bubbling foam. Caleb's arm reached over my head to grab cereal from the top shelf. He's my stepfather's son, but after our parents passed away, it was just the two of us. "Good morning, Shawn," he said nonchalantly, picking at the wet ends of my hair. "Back from your morning run?" "Yeah, just showered." I stared at him unblinkingly, not wanting to miss a single micro-expression. Caleb smiled refreshingly as usual. "Why are you looking at me like that? Is there something on my face?" I looked away in disappointment. "No." He really didn't remember. I pulled my collar up to cover the red marks on my collarbone, even though Caleb hadn't noticed them at all. I turned off the stove, and the bubbles burst mercilessly. Just like my fantasies. 02 Before leaving, I tied Caleb's tie in the entryway. He lowered his eyes, seemingly deep in thought. "Shawn, something's on your mind." It was a statement. "Worried about my group project," I paused, making up a random excuse. Of course, Caleb could tell I was lying. He ruffled my hair. "If you need my help, just ask." I stepped back subtly, brushing his hand away. "I have to go." "Be safe. See you tonight." Caleb's smile didn't change. But in my blind spot, his hand quietly clenched into a fist. 03 I stayed in the library until midnight, deliberately taking my time packing my bag. When I got home, Caleb wasn't back yet. My heart felt empty, but also relieved. Not having to try so hard to hide things from him made me relax. But before I could sit down, there was a racket outside the door. Supporting Caleb was a despairing-looking Ryan. "Phew! Is this ridiculous or what? Knows he's a lightweight but still drinks like a fish? When your brother wakes up, tell him to pay me overtime." He pushed Caleb onto me like throwing a sandbag and rotated his wrist. "But seeing our little Shawn after so long isn't a loss." Ryan tried to pat my shoulder, but was blocked by the drunk Caleb. "Don't touch him!" Caleb leaned into my arms, his fierce expression like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. Then he hugged my waist tight, giggling foolishly. "Mine." As if showing off. My heart tightened. Afraid Ryan would notice something strange, I turned away to hide my burning ears and let Caleb lean on the sofa. "Thanks for bringing my brother home." "Something definitely happened between you two," Ryan propped his chin up, looking ready for a show. "Caleb, this kid, really knows how to act. Usually, he doesn't touch a drop of alcohol just to be your model brother. Do you have any idea why he insisted on getting drunk today?" The reason... I knew all too well. But I couldn't say. 04 After sending Ryan off, I looked distressingly at Caleb, who had somehow ended up lying on the sofa. "Bro, go sleep in your room." He was sleeping soundly, defenseless, cheeks flushed, wearing a happy smile, dreaming of who knows what. Like a ghost possessing me, I reached out my fingertips to trace his brow and eyes in the air. But my wrist was suddenly grabbed. "Come here, Shawn." Caleb's eyes curved into crescents. "Come closer to me." Such a sweet command, I couldn't refuse. But the next moment, a smooth touch sobered me up. Caleb bound my hands tight, using the tie I had tied for him that morning. Then he patted my cheek with his palm. "So easy to trick." "Bro?" Guessing a certain possibility, my voice was unconsciously tinged with terror. "Shh, your brother is asleep." The cruel angel in front of me revealed a triumphant smile. "The one playing with you now is me." To others, his words might be as incomprehensible as the Oracle of Delphi. But I knew this was the signal that the monster lurking within Caleb had awakened. "Let go." I felt my heart pounding wildly, like a pigeon struggling desperately, longing to break out of its cage. He turned a deaf ear, straddling my legs, unhurriedly unbuttoning my shirt. "Shawn, Bro's hands are so cold. Warm them up for me." "Don't talk like my brother!" "Strange, how did it become me and him? I'm the primary personality. The hypocrite you see during the day is the fake." I couldn't bear it anymore. "Shut up!" My brother could never have such a vile personality. I finally struggled free from the tie, grabbing the hair of the person groping me and yanking his head up. But just as I was about to punch, he lifted his face, a look of victory. "If you hurt me, how will you explain it to your brother?" An instant spell that made my fist soft. Seeing me close my eyes in defeat, Caleb sneered lowly. "Stop pretending to be a gentleman. You've fantasized about this too." The shame and embarrassment of being pried into overwhelmed me. "Nonsense." My rebuttal lacked confidence. My body suddenly felt light. Opening my eyes, I saw him kneeling on the floor, pressing down my knees, deftly undoing my belt. I panicked and tried to dodge, but he caught me first. Caleb raised an eyebrow. "Running away?" He picked up the tie I had just thrown aside. "If you don't like your hands tied, let me tie somewhere else." 05 He tortured me. Tortured me with waves of pleasure. When I clung to his shoulders, my brain was battered by the waves of desire. The spark of reason was too weak, easily extinguished. Somewhere bound by the tie throbbed painfully, as if a wound-up toy soldier inside was desperately spinning and beating a drum, persistently shouting: "Release me! Release me now!!" Caleb's satin-like hair swayed rhythmically in front of me, carrying a certain lyrical quality, like willow in early spring. I wanted to touch it, but as soon as I reached out, the motion was shattered. Hot steam rose around us, fogging up the originally clear windows. In the reflection, two intertwined figures became hazy. Whether I begged for mercy, cursed, or bit him fiercely in anger, he remained unmoved. He would only wait until I was crying hard, then cup my face and kiss me teasingly. Entangled with Caleb to the death, as if tomorrow would never come. 06 I woke up with a start. I only calmed down when I realized I was in my own room. Checking my body, I gritted my teeth in anger. Psycho! He didn't stop even after I passed out last night. At least he had the conscience to clean me up and send me back to my room. Otherwise, waking up in Caleb's bed would have been another terrifying scene. While I was still scared, Caleb poked his head in from the door. "Breakfast is ready, Shawn." Wearing an apron, he was back to being that gentle brother. The domineering and paranoid man from a few hours ago had vanished without a trace. "Okay." Rubbing my sore waist, I sorrowfully confirmed one thing again: Daytime Caleb doesn't remember a thing about the night. 07 After the torment of the previous night, I couldn't act as if nothing happened and tie Caleb's tie, so he could only go to work wearing a crooked tie. One day, two days, three days. I allowed myself to deliberately delay the time for mental preparation. Caleb couldn't figure out the reason. He was a bit sad but wouldn't force me, just waiting eagerly at the entryway every day. When I looked back after fleeing out the door, his expression was like a puppy sunbathing happily at the door, only to have its food bowl kicked over for no reason. Quite pitiful. "Wait, Shawn, did I make you angry?" He chased after me uneasily and took my hand. "You've been so cold lately, and you always come home late." Coming home late was to avoid him. But I couldn't tell the truth. "Don't overthink it, I'm not mad at you, Bro," my gaze drifted. "Just a bit busy lately. Group project requires a lot of research." I've never been good at lying. Caleb knew this about me. Lies are the tombstones of trust. Once suspicion starts, it becomes endless. An irreparable rift appeared between Caleb and me. Trying to fill it with clumsy lies was as fanciful as trying to sew a canyon shut with a needle and thread. "Shawn has secrets he can't tell Bro now." He listened quietly to my defense, a bitter smile curving his lips. "I shouldn't interfere too much. I'm sorry." I opened my mouth but couldn't speak. I didn't want to see him look so lonely... Guilt and shame were turning me into a bitter lemon. 08 Night fell. Caleb opened my bedroom door with the spare key. He skillfully climbed onto the bed and wrapped his arms around my waist from behind. Inciting kisses fell like fine rain on my neck. I weakly blocked his lips. "I'm not in the mood... What are you doing?!" Rustling sounds. Caleb crawled under the covers, conducting a secret and sinful exploration on his own. "Please, don't do this with my brother's face." I pushed him in panic but failed to intercept. "Don't you like it?" He spoke slurringly. "Haa, stop." My voice trembled along with my legs. Attempts to push him away only backfired. Caleb let out a muffled laugh and lifted my waist high. The visual impact was too intense. "Ah, slower, a bit slower." I gripped the sheets tightly. Before reaching the peak of pleasure, my brain went blank for a moment, my body like a taut string. The player, however, didn't intend to let me go. The rhythm of plucking became more urgent. "Move away!" Tears of bliss blurred my vision. Caleb straightened up, fluids sliding down his jaw. He licked the corner of his lips nonchalantly. "Your brother got wronged, so you vent on me? Wayward enough." That nasty smile again. "Then it's only fair I do as I please too." With that, he lifted me onto his lap. "Shawn, Bro is so sad," he said while moving, the corners of his eyes red with excitement. "Come comfort Bro." "Wait! I just..." He didn't give me a chance to finish. The world was smashed into pieces again.
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