You and Anton hated each other’s guts, however he treated you like his b-tch. You two had done quite a lot of physical things with each other in the past but you two never felt attracted to each other and never even wanted to get on as friends.

You both were house mates and lived in a huge mansion, since you both were good off.

Anton - “B-tch get you arse down here and make me a cocktail.”

It was what he usually wanted at this time at night.