“Anyway, I still want you to punish me, Alice.” He utters, glancing at the riding crop.

“I teased you and made it difficult for you to win my heart, so consider our score settled.” I explain to him.

The thought of hitting him with the crop to punish him never even crosses my mind.

“Seriously, you gave me a hard time. You weren’t ready to listen to me.” As he tells me, I chuckle.

“Now think ten times before making me angry, because I will always give you hard times like this. ...