The Ex and Her Riches novel (Gwendolyn and Maverick)

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.

Gwendolyn stood still. “What are you doing?”

Is he going to hit me because he’s infuriated? Hah. Does he really think he’s strong enough to defeat me now?

She waited for him to make a move while glowering at him and discreetly gritting her teeth.

belt in half and placed it

but a thin, white shirt as he turned

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

Gwendolyn was dumbfounded.

the heck is

pent-up rage, which was on the verge of erupting, suddenly turned into an exasperated

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

bit his lower lip tightly, his

was definitely not a

hardships and injuries in the army,

to lose her or grow distant from her, for that would

want us to go our separate ways but because I hope you can give me a chance to start

and scratchy.

like me?” Gwendolyn pursed her red lips and looked

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

breath was

give up and accept his fate as he clenched his fists firmly, closed his eyes, and sniffled. “Go ahead and whip me, then. There’s no way

to the fever? How many hits can your frail body actually take if I were to strike

still remembers that I’ve just recovered

even more

“I’ll

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

both ends of the folded belt, and with a sudden jerk,

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

appearance, the woman smirked slyly and remarked, “Getting whipped while wearing a shirt isn’t much fun. You’ll have to buy a new one if it’s

immediately, deftly undoing the thin shirt’s buttons, removing it, and tossing it onto the coffee table in an elegant

maintained his posture without moving and waited for

no hurry; she stood quietly behind him and admired the

on his physique. In fact, it made his skin two shades lighter, making him even more

muscles were naturally broad, and the

taking a glance was quite a feast

a moment to take in the view before gently tracing each muscle on his back with the folded tip

time, being

help but quiver. She’s

feel a

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

the air, wielded it like a whip, and swung it with

Whoosh!

of wind whistled as

his eyes tightly, and his whole body shuddered