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“ANTON!” After the thunder-like calling of Anton’s name, a gasp followed, causing Cassie to pause. Cassie’s heart stopped beating, too shocked to move, and then she slowly turned her head toward the door to see Agnes and a burly man she had only seen now. He was probably Anton’s father, she thought. In a panic, she clutched the edge of the blanket to her neck and kicked Anton’s leg to wake him up. “s**t!” Cassie hissed and cursed inwardly when he only groaned and rolled to his side, exposing his butt cheeks. Agnes gasped again, her hands flying to her mouth, but Arman, angry and pissed at his son, took the belt on the floor and lashed it at his son’s exposed behind. “Argh!” Anton jolted awake, almost falling in bed. “What the -” He closed his mouth, immediately pulled the half portio