Spoiled by the Silver Fox

Chapter 748

The whip cracked against his skin, stinging sharply.

But Sullivan didn't make a sound, not even a whimper.

And the hint of a smile on his lips remained steadfast throughout the ordeal.

Finally, she grew tired. She waved off her minions, leaving just the two of them. She crouched beside him, her striking hazel eyes fixed on his, biting her lip as she asked, "Doesn't it hurt?"

Sullivan's gaze was downcast as he replied, "What difference does it make? Would you care if it did?"

"If you hadn't been so damn stubborn, would I have to do this to you? Sullivan, remember, my hands were clean when this all started. I was just a kid, untouched by bloodshed. And for you, I stained them with the lives of many." "They deserved it."

"But now my hands are tainted. Sullivan, you owe me for each and every one."

"Yeah, I owe you."

Seeing him finally willing to talk, Rebecca leaned down, her lips brushing a gentle kiss on his forehead, her voice soft, "Sullivan, can this be the last time you make me angry? I'll forgive you one last time. From now on, will you just listen to me, please?" Looking into her eyes, Sullivan found himself unable to refuse.

His lips curved in a faint smile, his eyes reflecting an infatuated glow as he whispered, "Okay."

"Good boy. This is your reward."

Whatever followed, Sullivan couldn't fathom how he endured.

But he savored every moment with Rebecca, even the painful ones.

After all, she was a woman to be pitied.

was she

wasn't keen on

stubbornly claim it was a

would

left in a hurry, not giving him

him that

throw herself at him. His voice was icy as he warned, "Stay

want to be close to you. I know this is the last time. You won't care for me

had already collapsed onto him, continuing

to have tears mix with blood and raw

rubbing salt into an open

pain, yet he couldn't bring himself to push away the desperately crying

So be it.

Let it be.

finally ran out of

voice hoarse,

I don't need

care

take of

choked as he promised,

he had met someone like

a sweet little thing. He would have been reluctant

have protected her

it was

He was too old.