It seemed like the next moment she might strike his hand with the ruler.
Nathan gulped nervously and pulled back his left hand.
âSweetheart, how much penance are you aiming for tonight? First, give me a figure.
I want to be fully prepared.
â
Lucinda frowned and motioned for him to extend his hand, pointing at his arm.
âI wonât stop until you acknowledge your error tonight.
â
As Nathan extended his left hand upon hearing her words, he appeared to search for an excuse to evade punishment.
âIâm sorry.
I realize I messed up.
I wonât keep anything from you in the future, and I wonât go behind your back.
I promise.
â
Unsatisfied, Lucinda remarked, âI havenât even punished you yet, and youâre already apologizing.
It feels insincere.
Iâll start with a lesson first.
â
Nathan was at a loss.
Feeling unjustly treated, he obediently extended his hand.
Observing Lucinda raise the ruler once more, he closed his eyes, bracing himself for the impending pain.
A second passed.
Two seconds ticked by.
With his eyes shut tight, every nerve in his hand tensed, his jaw clenched.
Unexpectedly, what landed on his palm wasnât the ruler but the tender touch of Lucindaâs lips.
He was taken aback.
Opening his eyes, he saw Lucinda holding his left hand and planting ten ki*ses on it.
She displayed gentleness and affection in her actions.
However, even after the ki*ses, she still appeared like an angry kitten.
âHow do you feel now? Has the lesson sunk in?â
Nathan gazed at her with determination shining in his dark eyes.
âIâll never dare to do that again.
â
Lucinda picked up the ruler once more, pinched his fingertips, and administered the punishment.
A slap landed on his palm!
It soon became red from the punishment.
The sudden pain caused him to gasp sharply.
Yet, Nathan remained silent.
He thought he didnât have to go through the punishment.
He had been too confident.