Chapter 158 Provoke and Ask for a Beating?

This was an order.

There was no room lor negotiation or bargaming

Did Viola want to draw a clor line with him so badly but no matter low hard lie ITINI, she relused to accept him

So was she really determined to be a stranger to luim for the rest of her lite?

Orlando’s lowed myelashes trembled, and lots gradually appeared in luis c’yes.

His eyes were no longer filled with the violence and viciousness he had felt before.

He felt that his heart was being rubbed by someone, and he was in so much pain.

His pale, handsome face couldn’t hide his weakness

Viola saw the expression on liis face

But there was not the slightest change in the coldness on her face, and she raised the document a little higher.

Orlando held his breath, his fingertips trembling as he took the document. His heart was extremely complicated.

Just as Viola turned to pick up the pen on the coffee table, she heard a hissing sound behind her.

Orlando’s eyes were cold as he tore the document into pieces without hesitation.

And this time, he even went too far to directly throw it over Viola’s head!

The white scraps of paper fell on her head.

Provocation?

Viola was really angry.

Her anger was surging, rolling, and roaring, rubbing up to the top of her head,

Viola ground her teeth and said word by word, “Are you courting death?”

The man in front of her was not afrald at all. When Orlando looked at her, his deep and dark eyes were extremely

gloomy.

His well-defined hands slid to the belt around his waist and he untied the buckle neatly, as it he was about to pull it

out.

“Whal are you doing?”

Viola slood still

Was Orlando so angry that he wanted io luit hier?

his current strength, did he really think he could beut

gritted her teeth, waiting for him

next second, Orlando folded his belt and stuffed it into her

on one knee. His broad back, which was only wearing a thin

this order. I even made you angry. I accept my

Viola was confused.

What is that?

anger was about to bursi out. But all

with your brain? What special hobby is it? Are you

lip and his eyes

was not

in the army and was injured, he was still afraid

the pain, Orlando didn’t want to lose Viola. He didn’t want to be a stranger to her. That would

best to repay the debt I owed you, not for the sake of being a stranger to you, but because I wanted you to give me a

his throat was dry. He couched until his shoulders trembled, and his back was still

“Like?”

red lips and looked

deathly stillness, and her tone

years ago. I don’t want it anymore. To me, late

to start

pain in

his eyes. “Then you

sign it anyway.”

brows. “Is there something wrong with your brain because of the fever in the past two days?

had just recovered from his

and wronged in his heart, mare tears welling up in

take it, you can beat me until you cool down,” Orlando

Viola thought, interesting

He is so stubborn.

ask for

belt that had been snapped in half and suddenly straightened

all. He gritted his teeth and prepared for the pain to come at

not funny to have your shirt on. Il your shirt is damaged, you still have to buy a new one. Moreover, you won’t feel much pain if you have your shirt

his thiin shirt and threw it on the coffee table in a

unrestrained manner.

his back, waiting for Viola to make a

hurry. She quietly stood behind Orlando and feasted her eyes

have any elfect on his

broad back

by looking at it, it

of the belt to gently stroke every muscle on his

slow

but treinble slightly.

turned him on and made

as Orlando was being teased to the point that he couldn’t take it anymore,

it up high, used it as a

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