377 This kind of punishmen (1/2)

”Punishment is a better dish to serve me, tonight, Abigail. Punish me all you want,” his voice hoarse as he said it once again, as serious as ever.

Abi, who was silent for a long while, pulled away but she didn't climb off him.

”You want me to… torture you?” she asked and Alex didn't hesitate to nod.

”Yes. Don't worry. I heal fast. And know that I will not hesitate even if you ask me to go punish myself and jump into a furnace.” He smiled and Abi almost lost it. How could he say those things so casually? She remembered it again, that one scene in the castle. He had smiled so casually as the flames swallowed him. He never screamed in pain even though he was obviously hurting. Just what kind of things did he go through in all his thousands of years of his existence?

”You really think I could do that to you?” she asked him, looking hurt.

Seeing her expression made Alex realize that he was being inconsiderate. How could he forget that this little lamb of his was such a good girl? She was not an evil creature like him.

”I'm sorry.” He looked away, instantly apologetic. ”Maybe you kicking me out of this house and making me sleep outside will be enough. The agony of not holding you tonight and being cast out by you for a few hours is much worse than standing in the furnace anyway,” he added before he looked at her again. ”Anything, little lamb. I'll be fine with anything as long as you don't ask me to leave you or vice versa. Because you leaving me is not just a punishment, it is a life sentence.”

His last sentence made Abi's heart swell. This man was still going above and beyond for her, despite him losing his memories. Everything he did and said was still just too much for her, sometimes in a good way and sometimes not so much. How could he make her angry and then make her heart swell at the same time?

Letting out a quiet sigh, Abi leaned over him once again. Her hands landed on his pillow as her gaze burned with such intensity, as if she had turned into a little villainess.

”Okay, I understand. I will make you feel better by punishing you, Alex,” she said.

Alex thought she was going to climb off him but she didn't. She instead moved back a little and her fingers trailed to his collar.

She started to unbutton his shirt slowly, one by one.

Alex creased his brows. He lifted his hand and was about to stop her when Abi spoke.

”Don't touch me,” she told him, surprising Alex. ”You are not allowed to touch me until I say so, Alex,” she ordered like a boss.

Alex almost gaped at her. Don't tell me… was she going to torture him this way?!

He was shocked. He never expected anything like this at all. When he asked her to punish him, this kind of punishment never crossed his mind. But… was she really going to do what he was thinking? His little lamb?

By the time Abi had undone all the buttons, she peered at him, slowly fluttering her butterfly wing eyelashes.

And then, her fingers traced the maze made by his abs and made their way down to his pants.