---- 9 Are you that eager for a punishment He raises a brow and her feet stagger back.


    Fear was etched on her features and before he knows, she turns around to run away from him Vince smirks.


    Oh dear, my little one.


    If you should know one thing about me? Its that I love a good chase.


    He watches her, running Aimlessly.


    Her short legs struggling to push faster and her heavy breaths echoing in the wall.


    The guards stop to look at her, but as soon as Vinces eyes meet theirs, they drop their heads to just walk away.


    No one was going to help her.


    And she knew this.


    Yet still, she tried.


    ---- He continues to chase her, longer than needed, just for the thrill of watching her struggle, and then he wraps his arm around her torso and throws her on his shoulder.


    She thrashed, stuttering.


    Tam sorry master...


    I just...


    L..


    Vinces hand grabs her bottom and squeezes it, making her bite her lip.


    Save your sorry forter, little one.


    Right now? Its time for your first punishment.


    She stills, falling limp on his shoulders and he takes her back to his room.


    ---- He continues to chase her, longer than needed, just for the thrill of watching her struggle, and then he wraps his arm around her torso and throws her on his shoulder.


    She thrashed, stuttering.


    Tam sorry master...


    I just...


    L..


    Vinces hand grabs her bottom and squeezes it, making her bite her lip.


    Save your sorry forter, little one.


    Right now? Its time for your first punishment.


    She stills, falling limp on his shoulders and he takes her back to his room.


    ---- Chapter 410 Her body plunges on the lush bed and her red eyes stars at the mismatched orbs of red and green.


    Her sweatshirt is ripped open from the centre and Zariyan gasps seeing the darkness in those mismatched eyes.


    He looked desperate.


    Almost yearning for this.


    His huge chest hovered over her and his face drops into his nec Aghh She bites back that strange voice escaping her mouth as his lips suck and nibble on her neck.


    Her thighs press close and her hands grip the sheets below.


    Mas-Master- Vincenzo.


    Call me Vincenzo little one.