[For Mature Audience]
Zeph's footsteps were as loud as thunder as he marched down the hall towards the gym, knowing fully well Ajax still resided there. Disregarding the need for slumber and a lengthy attire, I ran after him with shouts of, "Zeph, stop! No, he didn't hurt me! Zeph, wait!" My words fell on deaf ears as he rounded the corner, approaching the gym doors. The scent of s*x still lingered in the room, escaping through the cracks of the doorway.
Ajax must have heard us approaching because he didn't flinch like I when Zeph kicked the door open like a crazed hurricane, ready to tear anything and anyone apart, especially the brazen man who stood before him. He rose from the center of the boxing ring, one if the poles still standing beside him while the other uninstalled, clutched i
