His Precious Love

Chapter 51 I Will Spank You

He walked straight over and tugged Rayna onto her feet.

“Hey, who the f*ck are you?” A man to the side instantly got bristled when he saw Curtis snatch her from his table without explanation. “Let go, or you will get it!”

Curtis shot out the bottom of his foot and sent the man crashing back into the booth. While keeping a firm hand on Rayna, he regarded the man with a frosty gaze. “She’s my friend and I’m taking her with me. Any objections?”

As he swept his eyes across the way, all four of them within his sight barely let out a whimper.

Merely being paid to do a job, they recognized that Curtis was not someone they wanted to mess with. Thus, they opted to slink off quietly into the crowd.

Cillian went up and slung Jessica over his shoulder. “Shall we go now, Mr. Faymon?”

That rubbed Curtis the wrong way. “She’s wearing a skirt. Do you realize how’s that going to look? People in the bar are going to start wondering what we’re doing if you were to carry her out like that. On top of everything else, this is going to cause her to puke later.”

Reflexively turning to check, Cillian saw that lifting Jessica that way was indeed rather inappropriate. He swiftly set her down on the couch and, with some unease, picked her back up in a princess carry.

He was about to run it by Curtis when he saw the latter holding Rayna up and forcing her to walk on her own. That got Cillian thinking as he inexplicably felt something amiss.

“Ugh… My head.” Seemingly in a daze, Rayna was enfeebled and unsteady on her feet. All she felt was that strong hand around her shoulder spurring her forward.

Shaking her head to clear her mind, she then cast her groggy eyes over. The person who was holding her seemed to tower way over her. With his lips pursed, he seemed so unapproachable, albeit in a familiar way.

“What are you doing here, you brat?” In those precious few seconds, Rayna mistook him for James and reached out to pinch him in the face. “Didn’t I tell you to go back to school?”

Her intoxication greatly boosted her grip, so much so that it really stung when she tugged at his cheeks.

Curtis was pissed. Never in his life had he ever been pinched in the face like that before. He slapped her hands off and shoved her straight inside the car after he opened the door.

Rayna wriggled her body in protest when she got tossed into the backseat. “Throw me around like that again, and you’re going to get spanked!” she mumbled in disgruntlement.

left Curtis

intention to stick her inside the car too, only to see the

Cillian turned and set her inside

still being asked

bat out of hell. Although the road was even, the suddenness of those rapid braking at traffic

brat.” Mildly irked after having to endure that helter-skelter braking for the umpteenth time, Rayna reached over the backrest to the front and rubbed Curtis’ face between her palms. “We’re going be so screwed if the traffic

her grasp, Curtis then regarded her frostily.

nerve trying to tell me what to do!” The cussing Rayna took advantage

bellowed in

you.” Rayna clumsily secured her seatbelt before she regarded him gleefully. “You’re too

judging by the way she has been calling him “brat”, he reckoned

was nothing more he would have liked

body forward, but the effectiveness of the seat belt yanked her back into the seat.

a glance through

sedan racing a short distance behind them was close enough that he was

Jefferson Hamilton.

expectant that Curtis was looking back toward him, Jefferson let out a smirk. He then sped up to keep pace

him to a stop,

car next to

“Yes, Mr. Faymon.”

position he was maintaining at the rear. While he tailgated Jefferson, he also started honking at the latter non-stop. He also harassed him by ramming into his car’s rear end repeatedly.

as the traffic grew heavier. Finally, he seemed to give up, driving off after he

anymore.” Rayna suddenly held a hand to

her stomach onto the car’s mat with aplomb. She even used

sour putridness began to permeate the insides

enough to make Curtis grimace. Realizing the importance of that woman, however, he held his breath and opened up all the

same salty expression never left Curtis’s face