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

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

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

in half

remarkably straight, and he was dressed in nothing but

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

Gwendolyn was dumbfounded.

heck is

pent-up rage, which was on the verge of erupting,

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

his lower lip tightly,

definitely

hardships and injuries in

want to lose her or grow distant from her, for that would make him feel even worse and

you! I’ve been working extremely hard to pay back the debt I owe you, not because I want us to go our separate ways but because

his throat was dry and scratchy. His

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

eyes were as deep and still as deathly silence, and her tone was cold and emotionless as she said, “Your confession is three years too late. I don’t need it anymore. That ship has sailed. You want us to start over?

was caught.

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

that. “Have you lost your mind due to the fever? How many hits can

that I’ve

more tears as he felt

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

you can be since

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

braced himself for the

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 to buy a new one if it’s torn. Besides, the pain is less intense with

shirt’s buttons, removing

he maintained his posture without moving and waited for her

behind him and admired the view

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

broad, and the lines and contours

glance was quite a feast

gently tracing each muscle on his back with the folded

time, being

quiver. She’s clearly teasing

a

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

high in the air, wielded it like a

Whoosh!

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