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

infuriated? Hah. Does

while glowering at

his belt in half and placed it

back was remarkably straight, and he was dressed in nothing but a

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

Gwendolyn was dumbfounded.

the heck is

the verge of

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

his lower lip tightly, his eyes a little

was definitely not a

experienced hardships and injuries in the army,

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

I owe you, not because I want us to go our separate ways but because I hope

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

red lips and looked down at him in silence

“Your confession is three years too late. I don’t need it anymore. That ship has sailed. You want us to start

was caught. “I’m

his fate as he clenched his fists firmly, closed his eyes, and

many hits can your frail body actually take if

still remembers that I’ve just recovered from

with even more tears as he

“I’ll endure

be since

gripped both ends of the folded belt, and with

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

shirt isn’t much fun. You’ll have to buy a new one if it’s torn. Besides, the

buttons, removing it,

his posture without moving and waited for her to make a

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

effect on his physique. In fact, it

muscles were naturally broad, and the lines and contours

glance was quite a feast

take in the view before gently tracing each muscle on his

took her time,

but quiver.

actions made him feel a

by the teasing, Gwendolyn loosened the end of the

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

Whoosh!

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