Summary
After accidentally being drugged with some traditional medicine by someone else, I ended up spending a whole day and night with my archenemy.
Afterwards, my friend asked me how I felt.
To save face, I stubbornly said, “Looks good but useless, I barely felt anything before it was over.”
This just happened to be overheard by my archenemy.
With a smile on his lips, he dragged me back to that same hotel.
Then he pinned me down, slowly took off the hearing aid from my ear, and mouthed to me.
“Once it’s off, I won’t stop.”
“Don’t beg for mercy like you did that night.”
“Anyway… I can’t hear you.”