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

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

while glowering at him and discreetly gritting

folded his belt in half and placed it in her hand

dressed in nothing but a thin, white shirt as he

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

Gwendolyn was dumbfounded.

the heck is

the verge of erupting, suddenly

Is this one of your fetishes? Are

bit his lower lip tightly, his eyes

was definitely not a

he had previously experienced hardships and injuries in the

he didn’t want to lose her or grow distant from her, for that would make

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

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

like me?” Gwendolyn pursed her red lips and looked down at him in silence

cold and emotionless as she said, “Your confession is three years too late. I don’t need it anymore. That ship

was

firmly, closed his eyes, and sniffled. “Go

many hits can your frail body actually take if I were to

remembers that I’ve just recovered from a

more tears as he

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

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

belt, and with a sudden jerk, it

braced himself for

like teasing him when she saw his pitiful appearance, the woman smirked slyly and remarked, “Getting whipped while wearing a shirt isn’t much fun. You’ll have

thin shirt’s buttons, removing it, and tossing it onto the coffee table in an elegant and

posture without moving

no hurry; she stood quietly behind him

he had been injected with a special drug, it didn’t have any effect on his physique. In fact, it made his skin two shades lighter,

naturally broad,

a glance was quite a feast for

before gently tracing each muscle on his back with the

her time, being

couldn’t help but quiver. She’s clearly teasing

him feel a bit parched and

getting fairly overwhelmed by the teasing, Gwendolyn loosened the end of the belt and gripped

wielded it like a whip, and swung it

Whoosh!

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