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

Hah. Does he really think he’s strong

move while glowering at him and discreetly gritting her

belt in half

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

order. You can punish me if you want to. Whip me! Whip me until your anger

Gwendolyn was dumbfounded.

the heck is

pent-up rage, which was on the verge of erupting, suddenly turned into an exasperated

this one of your fetishes? Are you a freaking

bit his lower lip tightly, his eyes

was definitely not a

hardships and injuries in the army, he was

her, for that would make him feel even worse and

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

once, and his throat was dry and scratchy. His shoulders shook

lips and looked down at him in silence

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

was

his fists firmly, closed his eyes, and sniffled. “Go ahead and

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

that I’ve just

even more tears

his neck and asserted, “I’ll endure it until

you can be since you’re the

folded belt, and with a sudden

didn’t budge as he clenched his teeth and braced himself for

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

swallowed hard and got to work immediately, deftly undoing the thin shirt’s buttons, removing it, and tossing it onto the coffee table in an

posture without moving and waited for her

quietly behind him and

had been injected with a special drug, it didn’t have any effect on his physique. In

back muscles were naturally broad, and the lines and

glance was quite a feast for the

to take in the view before gently tracing each muscle on

took her time, being exceedingly

couldn’t help but quiver. She’s clearly

feel a bit parched and

overwhelmed by the teasing, Gwendolyn

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

Whoosh!

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