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 are you

infuriated? Hah. Does he really think he’s strong enough

for him to make a move while glowering at him and discreetly gritting

folded his belt in half

but a thin, white shirt as he turned around and

want to. Whip me! Whip me until

Gwendolyn was dumbfounded.

the heck is

on the verge of erupting, suddenly turned into

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

his lower lip tightly, his eyes

definitely

and injuries in the army,

distant from her, for that would make him feel even worse

owe you, not because I want us to go our separate ways

at once, and his throat was dry and scratchy. His shoulders shook as he coughed, but his back was still

red lips and

confession is three years too late. I don’t need it anymore. That ship

was caught. “I’m

as he clenched his fists firmly, closed his eyes, and sniffled. “Go

you lost your mind due to the fever? How many hits can your frail body actually take if I were to strike you hard, especially when you’ve only just

remembers that I’ve

obsidian-like eyes began to fill with even more

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

stubborn you can be since you’re the one who’s

ends of the folded belt, and with

clenched his teeth and braced himself for the

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

buttons, removing it, and tossing it onto the coffee table in an

without moving and waited for her to make a

hurry; she stood quietly behind him and admired the view for some

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

back muscles were naturally broad,

quite a feast for

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

her time, being

but quiver. She’s

him feel a

as he was getting fairly overwhelmed by the teasing, Gwendolyn loosened the end of the

she lifted it high in the air, wielded it like a whip, and swung it with all her

Whoosh!

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