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 you

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

waited for him to make a move while glowering at him and

belt in half and placed it in her

but a thin, white shirt as

obey this order. You can punish me if you want to. Whip me! Whip

Gwendolyn was dumbfounded.

the heck is

the verge of erupting, suddenly

you out of your mind? Is this one

lower lip tightly, his eyes

was definitely not a

hardships and injuries in the

want to lose her or grow distant from her, for that would make him

us to go our separate ways but because I hope you

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

pursed her red lips and

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

breath was

his eyes, and sniffled. “Go ahead and whip me, then. There’s no

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

remembers that I’ve

obsidian-like eyes began to fill with even more tears as he

and asserted, “I’ll endure it until

Let’s see how stubborn you can be since you’re the one who’s asking for

belt, and with a

didn’t budge as he clenched his teeth and braced himself for the pain that could

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

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

moving and waited for her to make a

hurry; she stood quietly behind him and admired the view for some

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

were naturally broad, and the

taking a glance was quite a feast for

before gently tracing each muscle on his back with the

her time,

but quiver.

made him feel a bit parched and

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

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

Whoosh!

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