Chapter 8 Punishment
My worst fear had come true.
Reynaldo was right in this bar. He had long seen me!
All those lies I had told were like a hard slap across my face.
I remained tense, not daring to move.
Reynaldo kissed me hard for a long time before letting go of me.
Then he used his slender fingers to stroke my red, swollen lips.
He looked at me with a smile though his tone was devoid of any emotion. “You were sleeping in a bar?”
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He had always known I was here, yet he called me deliberately. I was forced to make up all those lies because of him! I couldn’t help but feel a bit pissed off at such a thought.
I said irritably, “You saw me. Then why bother calling me? Just to test me?”
His eyes darkened as he said with a half–smile, “I thought you’d tell me the truth. I even gave you a chance. But you lied to me again and again.”
He traced the outline of my neck with his fingers, making me worry if he’d snap my neck in the next second.
I started to feel uneasy again.
He smiled at me, “It seems you think you can lie however you want, and I’ll never do anything to you. Is that it?”
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“No!”
Only his beloved had the privilege to do so.
I didn’t exactly like that half–smile on his face; it was quite torturing.
I said in a muffled voice, “Yeah, I lied to you. How are you gonna punish me?”
“What do you think?“.
His smile grew deeper as he stared at me; the gold glint flashing across his eyes reminded me of a hungry wolf facing its prey.
As I recalled how crazy he was in bed last night, my legs gave way uncontrollably.
He held my waist, his voice hoarse. “You can barely stand before I even start?”
Was it too late to apologize now?
I tugged at his collar, saying pitifully, “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to lie to you. I just didn’t want you to be upset…!
“Oh…” He stroked my waist through the thin fabric and chuckled. “So, you mean I shouldn’t get upset when you lie to me?”
“No!” I said hurriedly while dodging his hand. “I know you don’t like it when I go to bars, but Vonnie came back today, and it’s been ages since I last saw her. So, I…”
“What about Winston? He came back today, too. So, you couldn’t wait to come see him and even hold hands with him?”
“That’s not true!” I denied it subconsciously.
He must’ve seen Winston grab my wrist.
It was Winston who grabbed my wrist. How come he said we held hands?
It was two different things, OK?
I wanted to explain, but he had already started to pull me to the side door brutally.
He stuffed me into the car and then started it quickly.
I struggled to sit upright and then looked at him.
His jawline was extremely tense as he emitted a menacing aura that made people scared. It was like he had become someone entirely different.
I clutched my bag uneasily.
Maybe it was a terrible mistake agreeing to be his lover.
He had changed into someone I couldn’t afford to cross.
Just then, my phone rang.
I glanced at it and saw Winston’s name.
Turning to look at Reynaldo, who was no different from a huge ice cube, I sensibly hung up.
Reynaldo curled his lips mockingly.
I was bursting with anger but couldn’t say a word.
If it were in the past, I would have cursed at Reynaldo already. But now? I simply didn’t have the guts to do so.
Along the way, Winston called me three times, but I didn’t answer any of them.
Back at home, Reynaldo smiled at me meaningfully, “Why didn’t you
answer?”
“I was worried about upsetting you, of course!” I roared inside.
But on the surface, I maintained a fawning smile and said, “Why would I? I don’t have anything to talk to him about.”
“Really?”
He snorted, picked me up from the car, and carried me inside the villa.
All the servants were looking at us.
Awkward, I struggled. “Put me down. I can walk.”
“You walk too slowly, and I… already can’t wait.”
I couldn’t help but gasp.
Those couple of words he said at last, coupled with his hoarse voice, were nothing but titillating.
My face and even my neck flushed.
The second he entered the bedroom, he pressed me against the door and kissed me deeply.
Meanwhile, he glided his hand over the curve of my waist.
I was dazed under his kiss.
Suddenly, he leaned closer to my ear and let out a low laugh. “Who are you trying to impress by wearing so seductively?”
I said nothing.
Then he set me on the bed and quickly yanked off my dress.
A trace of fierceness flashed across his deep eyes. “You knew he’d be back today, so you dressed up so beautifully for him?”
I wanted to roll my eyes at him but was worried I’d rile him up even more.
So, I could only say in a muffled voice, “I dress up beautifully every day.”
He snorted, looking disdainful.
Suddenly, my phone rang–it was Winston again.
Reynaldo reached out and grabbed my phone.
He asked me, “You wanna answer it?”
I shook my head rapidly.
He smiled wickedly, “Oh, he must have been worried sick about you. If you keep ignoring his calls, he may call you non–stop.”
“Suit himself. I just don’t wanna answer it,” I said.
He tugged at his lips. “Really? Then I will.”
As he said so, he pressed the button to answer. Startled, I snatched my phone back.
Then I glared at him.
He did it on purpose!
I was furious.
Why was I so lenient before? I should have strangled him whenever I had
the chance!
How infuriating.
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As I was wandering, Winston’s worried voice rang out. “Ralda, are you OK? It’s been almost an hour since you went to the restroom.”
Reynaldo looked at me while maintaining his half–smile, waiting for a spectacle to unfold.
The cold disdain in his eyes somehow made me feel he was like my husband who had caught me cheating on him on the spot.
Truly fed up with his gaze, I said to the phone, “I’m fine. I just felt a bit unwell, so I came home without telling you.”
“Ralda…”
“Alright then. I’m hanging up. Enjoy having fun with Vonnie.”
With that, I quickly hung up, worried Reynaldo might pull some other
stunt.
“Are you done talking to him?” He chuckled at me.
I nodded and tossed my phone far away, praying Winston wouldn’t call again.
Reynaldo smiled and kissed my earlobe, “Then get ready for my punishment.”
“W–What punishment?” His deep eyes terrified me.
He smiled, not saying anything.
Soon, I knew the answer. He got on top of me and did whatever he wanted, not even giving me a chance to catch my breath.
I cried and begged but to no avail.
He was even more ruthless than I imagined.
It was like he was venting all his emotions that had been pent up for
years.
Utterly pissed off, I pinched his arms, crying while shouting, “You jerk, Reynaldo!”
“I’m a jerk?”
He smiled wickedly, “Don’t you know? I’ve long wanted to do this to you.
“During our three years of marriage, on countless nights, as I looked at you sleeping soundly in bed, I wanted to pin you down and fuck you hard.”
“You… You sick pervert!”
I had no idea one could change this much.
Or maybe he had never changed; he had always been a monster all this time.
It was just that he had been hiding his true colors back then.
By dawn, I was already raw–throated and trembling, crying my eyes out.
I kept muttering in anger and hatred right before I fell into sleep, “I should have… killed you…”
His faint low laugh reached my ears, mixed with his warning, “Do not see Winston again.”
It was the afternoon when I woke up the next day.
I couldn’t believe how dry my throat was–it was practically burning.
I walked to the table to fetch some water for myself with difficulty, and my phone aside suddenly rang.
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After last night, I instinctively tensed up upon hearing the ringtone.
Yet, as my gaze fell upon the caller ID, I was stunned.
