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With that, Ben headed to his private quarters, signaling Aaron to follow. Aaron, the slender boi with curly brown hair, moved quickly to obey, his nervousness evident in his every step.

As Ben and Aaron disappeared into the bedroom, Liam turned his attention to Mike, a smirk playing on his lips. "Looks like you're not as high and mighty as you thought, huh, Mike?"

Mike glared at him but remained silent, knowing any further outburst would only worsen his situation.

"Since you're so keen on proving yourself, why don't you start by showing me how well you can clean the floors?" Liam's tone was mocking, enjoying the power he now held.

Mike clenched his fists but complied, getting on his hands and knees to begin scrubbing the floor. The other bois watched, some with pity, others with satisfaction.

Liam leaned in closer, his voice low and menacing. "You see, Mike, being the lead boi means I get to make the rules. And right now, the rule is that you show some respect. Understand?"

Mike nodded, his anger simmering beneath the surface. "Yes, lead boi," he muttered, the words bitter on his tongue.

"Good," Liam said, straightening up. "Keep at it. And remember, the more you argue, the lower your rank will go."

As Mike scrubbed the floor, he couldn't help but reflect on how quickly his world had turned upside down. From being a confident top to now being humiliated and controlled, the transformation was almost too much to bear. But he knew he had to adapt if he was going to survive this new reality.