Chapter 796 - Discipline (1/2)

Zack and Yuri immediately went down on their knees while Beatrice tapped her feet, her arms crossed across her c.h.e.s.t.

She looked up at the retreating old man and said to him sternly, ”And you, Grandpa.”

Anton stopped retreating and gave her a grin.

Beatrice smiled at him and said, ”You're really very sweet, Grandpa, but you must not encourage the twins so, okay?”

Anton nodded vigorously.

”Be good, Grandpa,” Beatrice said, ”And you should sit down.”

”Okay!” Anton obeyed instantly, sitting down.

Beatrice had to giggle inwardly a bit at Anton's antics. He really was like some little kid at times.

But these two boys?

They weren't little kids and neither were they adorable.

If she let them, they'd just bulldoze their way through. Heck, if left to their own devices, they'd probably kidnap her or something and lock her up.

She had to assert her dominance over them. It was hard enough to stand her ground with one, but she had two to deal with.

Two very strong, powerful … and damn s.e.xy men.

Beatrice didn't want to be like some helpless flotsam that just had to go with the ocean currents. She would be like the lifebuoy that stayed afloat and anchored firmly.

She noticed that they were quite obedient and submissive to her in certain ways, and this was just another example of it.

She … she actually *liked* being in control and having them at her feet.

Was she a control freak?!

No … no, it wasn't that. At least, not in the manner that sprung into her mind.

It was true that she liked being in control, but that was with regard to situations and work. She didn't like being unprepared and she would always be meticulous in what she did. She did not like things to spring upon her unexpectedly.

This, however, seemed to be a different type of control.

Was she someone that enjoyed seeing other people's pain?

Beatrice's eyes nearly popped open at that thought.

No, she couldn't be.

She didn't like seeing people suffer or be in pain.

No, that wasn't accurate.

It would be more apt to say that she was indifferent to it. It wasn't to say that she enjoyed other people's sufferings or that she hated it. It was just that, she detached herself from it because it wasn't her.

But this..?

Beatrice facepalmed herself mentally.

She didn't let it show on her face, though.

The twins were sitting on the floor, their legs tucked underneath them with their b.u.t.t on their heels. Their hands were on their t.h.i.g.hs, and they were just … sitting there, their heads lay low.

Beatrice was so annoyed by this that she stood inbetween them. She reached out and ran her fingers through their hair.

They really had very nice hair. It was so soft. She played with it, letting those fine, soft tendrils go through her fingers. She stroked their heads and they looked at her curiously.

She then grabbed a fistful of their hair and brought her head down inbetween them.

”Always,” Beatrice hissed, ”Ask for permission. Ask me, and not make a decision for me.”

She turned to Zack, saying, ”Do you understand?”

He nodded.

”I said, do you understand?” Beatrice asked again, applying more pressure as she pulled his hair.

”Yes, my love,” Zack replied, his eyes darkening a bit.

Beatrice smiled, and then turned towards Yuri, who answered, ”Yes … hssss”

”I didn't ask you anything yet,” Beatrice said through clenched teeth.

”Apologies,” Yuri replied and Beatrice smiled.

”Good,” she replied, ”Don't do it again.”

”I won't,” Yuri replied softly as Beatrice got closer.

”Very good,” Beatrice replied and kissed him.

For some reason, the chaste touching of the lips didn't feel right so she tentatively ran the tip of her tongue on Yuri's lips. When she felt the tip of his tongue reaching out, she broke the kiss and smiled at him before turning to Zack, doing the same to him.

She got up, brushed her clothes down and said, ”Just a warning this time.”

The twins got up, holding back their intense d.e.s.i.r.e to grab her, run to the room and not come out until next week.

She was such a tease.

Such a hot tease.

Beatrice couldn't help but lick her lips upon seeing them getting up slowly. She had to admit, the taste of their lips was getting to be rather addictive. She had pulled back earlier because she was starting to lose it a bit.

Just that brief touch of the tongue had sent shivers down her spine, invoking certain feelings that she had never felt before.

She gulped.

She may act all tough and that, but she was still a v.i.r.g.i.n.