Chapter 1000
Elliot did not hesitate. In a few swift movements, he stripped completely, ready to satisfy
Sheena’s desire.
Sheene admired his compliance before walking to the coat rack and retrieving a belt.
“Turn around,” she commanded.
Elliot obeyed without question.
“Hands.”
Sheena swiftly bound his wrists behind his back, securing them tightly with the belt buckle.
“Honey?” He sensed a hint of danger, uneasily calling out.
Ignoring him, Sheena’s starry eyes sparkled mischievously.
With a forceful motion, she swiftly pushed him onto the bed, maneuvering him into a kneeling position and presenting his raised posterior.
Elliot gasped, realizing his mistake a bit too late.
Sheena did not give him a chance to backtrack.
With a swift move, she delivered a firm smack with the ruler.
Snap!
The sound was crisp.
Where the ruler struck, a fiery sting ensued, though not unbearable.
Surprisingly, besides the embarrassment, he found himself not entirely disliking it….
It was odd.
Late into the night, even the melodious birds had drifted into slumber.
In the master bedroom of E&S Haven, all sounds were muffled behind drawn curtains.
After approximately thirty smacks, Sheena exhibited precise control, leaving Elliot’s fair skin with a
blush of crimson.
Setting down the ruler, she released his restraints and flipped him over onto his back.
Quickly straddling him, she grabbed his chin, smiling seductively.
“How does it feel, Eli?”
haven’t tried it yet, but tonight’s the night.”
Elliot willingly closed his eyes, surrendering himself completely.
His body and soul sank into the temptation.
Two days later, Elliot sat in the office of the National Investigation Bureau, reviewing Romello’s case files.
If all went as expected, the judicial verdict would be announced in the next few days. With multiple charges against him, the outcome was likely to be the death penalty, as Romello desired.
Lionel knocked on the door and entered the room.
“Elliot, things have been restless over at the Nicholls family these past few days.”
Elliot did not look up, his focus on the documents in his hand.
“What’s going on?”
“Since Romello’s downfall, many of the heirs from the Nicholls family’s extended family heirs have returned. It seems like they’re gearing up for a power struggle,” Lionel explained.
Elliot simply responded with a hum, showing no emotions.
Lionel found it strange. “Elliot, didn’t you mention before that Nathaniel wanted to take over the entire Nicholls family? With his recent actions–stealing the key, acquiring the potion–he’s made. quite a contribution. Shouldn’t we assist him in seizing control of the Nicholls family?”
Elliot frowned, recalling Romello’s words from before…
“Let’s not do anything for now and see what Nathaniel does next. If he truly aims to seize power, he’ll naturally come to me for help. When necessary, we’ll consider whether to intervene.”
Lionel nodded in agreement. “That makes sense.”
Just as they finished their conversation, there was another knock at the office door.
“Mr. Jenkins, Mr. Nathaniel from the Nicholls family has just arrived to report that there’s been a new discovery at the top floor of the Nicholls residence. It seems to be related to Romello’s impending sentencing.”
