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

me because he’s infuriated? Hah. Does he

waited for him to make a move while glowering at

belt in half and placed

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

will not obey this order. You can punish me if you want

Gwendolyn was dumbfounded.

heck is

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

your mind? Is this one of your fetishes?

bit his lower lip tightly, his eyes a little

definitely not a

he had previously experienced hardships and injuries in

her, for that would make him feel

this for 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 I hope you can give me a chance to

spoken too much at once, and his throat was dry and scratchy. His shoulders shook as he coughed, but

pursed her red lips and looked down at him in silence for

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

was

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

the fever? How many hits can your

remembers that I’ve just recovered from

fill with even more tears as he felt ill at ease

craned his neck and asserted, “I’ll

Let’s see how stubborn you can be since you’re the

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

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

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

thin shirt’s buttons, removing it, and tossing

he maintained his posture without moving

stood quietly behind him and admired

any effect on his

naturally broad,

glance was quite a feast

in the view before gently tracing each

time, being

couldn’t help but quiver. She’s

him feel a bit parched

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

in the air, wielded it like a whip,

Whoosh!

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