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.

still. “What are you

infuriated? Hah. Does

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

Maverick folded his belt in half and placed

was dressed in nothing but a thin, white shirt as he

me if you want to. Whip me! Whip me until your anger

Gwendolyn was dumbfounded.

heck is

on the verge of erupting, suddenly turned into

your mind? Is this one of your fetishes? Are

his lower lip tightly, his eyes a little

was definitely not a

and injuries in

from her, for that would make him feel even worse

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.

and his throat was dry and scratchy. His shoulders shook as he coughed, but

her red lips and

and emotionless as she said, “Your confession is three

was

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

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

still remembers that I’ve just recovered from a

even more

and asserted, “I’ll endure it until

be since you’re the one who’s asking for

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

as he clenched his teeth and braced himself for the pain that could come at

the woman smirked slyly and remarked, “Getting whipped while wearing a shirt isn’t much fun. You’ll have to buy

work immediately, deftly undoing the thin shirt’s buttons, removing it, and

that, he maintained his posture without moving and waited

behind

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

back muscles were naturally broad, and the lines and contours were

glance was quite a feast for the

the view before gently tracing each muscle on his back

took her time,

but quiver.

actions made him feel a

by the teasing, Gwendolyn loosened the end of the belt and gripped

air, wielded it like a whip, and swung it with all

Whoosh!

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