It was an order.

There was no room for negotiation or discussion.

No matter how hard I try, she won’t accept me again. Does she truly want to draw a line between us so badly? So, she’s genuinely determined to become strangers with me for the rest of our lives?

Maverick’s dark eyes welled up with tears as his eyelashes trembled slightly.

His eyes had long since lost the ferocity and hostility that once possessed them.

Excruciating pain washed over him as though his heart was being ruthlessly kneaded and smushed.

His pale, handsome face had a fragility that couldn’t be concealed.

Gwendolyn noticed his expression.

However, there wasn’t even the slightest change in the indifference on her face as she raised her hand, which was holding the documents, by an inch.

Maverick, who was incredibly torn, held his breath while taking the document with shaking hands.

As Gwendolyn turned around to reach for the pen on the coffee table, she heard a ripping sound behind her.

The man’s dark eyes were cold and ruthless as he once again tore the document to shreds without hesitation.

This time, he even threw the torn document directly above her head, acting utterly outrageous.

Snow-white scraps of paper fell onto her head.

Is he provoking me?

Gwendolyn was truly furious.

Rage surged, boiled, and roared up from the pit of her stomach, flaring to the top of her head.

“Do you have a death wish?” she asked through gritted teeth.

Yet, the man across from her showed no signs of backing down. Maverick’s deep, dark pupils were incredibly gloomy as their eyes met.

Skillfully, he slid his well-defined hand to his waist and unbuckled his belt, motioning to pull it out.

“What

going to hit me because he’s infuriated? Hah. Does he really

a move while glowering at him and discreetly

belt in half

dressed in nothing but a thin, white shirt as he turned around and knelt on one

can punish me if you want to. Whip me! Whip me

Gwendolyn was dumbfounded.

heck is

verge of erupting, suddenly

you out of your mind? Is this one of your fetishes? Are you

bit his lower lip tightly, his eyes

definitely

hardships and injuries in the army, he was still afraid of

from her, for that would make him feel even worse and more

pay back the debt I owe you, not because I want us to go our separate ways but because I hope you can give me a chance to start over. I genuinely like

his throat was dry and scratchy. His shoulders shook

pursed her red lips and looked down at him

emotionless as she said, “Your confession is

was caught. “I’m

clenched his fists firmly, closed his eyes, and sniffled. “Go ahead and whip me, then. There’s no way I’m signing that, no

mind due to the fever? How many hits can your frail body actually take if I were to strike you hard,

I’ve just recovered from

even more

neck and asserted, “I’ll endure it until you’re no

Let’s see how stubborn you can be since you’re the one who’s

of the folded belt, and with a sudden jerk, it snapped straight,

didn’t budge as he clenched his teeth and braced

and remarked, “Getting whipped while wearing a shirt isn’t much fun. You’ll have to buy a new one if

the thin shirt’s buttons, removing it, and tossing it onto

maintained his posture without moving

quietly behind him and admired the view for

drug, it didn’t have any effect on his physique. In fact, it made his skin two shades lighter, making him even

muscles were naturally broad,

quite a feast for the

moment to take in the view before gently tracing each muscle on his back

time, being

couldn’t help but quiver. She’s

feel a

Gwendolyn loosened the end of the

in the air, wielded it like a whip, and swung

Whoosh!

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255