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CHAPTER 0096 

Meadow’s POV: 

I’d wanted to leave Alaric flustered but I was the one who ended up feeling hot all over. The only sound in my ears right now was my heavy breathing as I slid my fingers down the fabric of my bra, between my 

breasts. 

My nails grazed over the skin of my stomach as they made their way to my panties. 

‘Touch yourself with your panties on.‘ The perfect punishment. Alaric wanted me to practically edge myself and not concede to my fingers. How was I going to do this without going completely mad? 

I could barely take it when he edged me with the vibrator. Then again, my fingers were nothing compared to that. 

I knew he was watching me. Maybe his phone was in his hand as West drove him home. Heat pooled between my thighz, soaking up my panties as I remembered what he had said to me just minutes ago. 

Alaric wanted to f**k me while Tyler watched. And I didn’t think that would ever be a fantasy of mine until he voiced it out. I’d been so stunned at first, but then, a shiver ran down my spine. 

Tyler. Tied to a chair–or not. Although I’d prefer it if he were. Tyler was pissed that he didn’t get to disvirgin me, he’d said that the last time we spoke. So seeing his boss fuck me would be a direct hit on 

his ego. 

I could just imagine him swallowing, stewing in silent rage. And maybe. Just maybe, while Alaric spanked and fucked me over his desk, Tyler would get hard from watching us. 

And then Alaric would punish him for that. 

My body shuddered as I trailed my fingers along the waistband of my lace panties. 

God. 

I wanted to slip them underneath. My clit was already swollen and throbbing and rubbing against the fabric. I moved further down, sliding my finger over my clit through the fabric. 

“Oh…” I moaned, my back arching involuntarily. 

I wondered if Alaric was hard. If he was adjusting his slacks in the back seat of his car. Wondered if he was thinking of all the things he wanted to do to me. The things he was going to do to me when he got home. 

I whimpered, wishing he could hear my voice instead of just watching me through the screen. 

The front of my panties was soaked, and I pressed my finger down onto my core, shivering when a shock of pleasure shot through me. The urge to shift the panties aside was so strong. 

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“F**k…” 

I wanted to touch my bare skin, so badly. I wanted to flick my clit until I came. I wanted Alaric to walk 

into my room and find me with my hands down my panties. But then instead of getting upset with me, he would applaud me for disobeying him. For being a bad girl. 

I wanted to be a bad girl. 

I let out a soft breath, playing with the waistband of my panties, but I didn’t push my fingers in. Instead, I moved down again and rubbed my clit through the fabric. Hard. 

“Gah!” I gasped, my eyes nearly rolling to the back of my head. That was… 

My clit was extra sensitive now. I trailed my other hand to my breast, rubbing my hard nipple through the lacy fabric of the bra while I continued to slowly stroke the front of the panties. 

It wasn’t enough, at all. But the thought of what Alaric was going to do to me when he got here just kept 

me going as warmth pooled at the bottom of my stomach. 

As I cupped my breasts, I felt something–the receipt that I had kept there earlier for him to see. Now, a 

good girl would remove it, shred it into pieces and hide it underneath her pillow before he saw it, but that 

wasn’t what I did. 

So maybe, I wasn’t a good girl, after all. Maybe I could be a bad girl–even if it was pretend. 

Biting on my lower lip, I tugged at the fabric of my panties, ready to slide my fingers underneath. Ready 

to break character, just this once, when my phone buzzed by my head. 

Letting out a surprised gasp, I grabbed it with shaky fingers and put it on speaker. 

“Defy me, Meadow.” His deep, raspy voice carried throughout the room. Even when he wasn’t present, his 

voice did something to me. “And I’ll double your punishment.” 

I whimpered. “But I need it, daddy. I need it so much. You’re punishing me for teasing you but all you’ve 

done since you called is to tease me.” 

I was whining like a child, but I didn’t care, I just wanted to touch myself without my panties acting as a 

barrier. 

Alaric was silent for a moment, and then he hummed. “I know what your next lesson is going to be.” His voice was calm. Way too calm. 

“Oh yeah?” I whispered. “What is it?” 

I swallowed hard while waiting for him to answer. And then, he spoke. Just one word, but it was loud and 

clear. 

“Patience.” 

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But I didn’t just hear his voice through the speaker–No. He sounded close. Too close. With a start, I shot 

up in bed and looked toward my room’s entrance. 

Alaric stood at the threshold, one hand in his pocket while the other held his phone. But he didn’t look at me until he cut the call. And then, slowly, his gaze dragged over me. He was a little lazy about it–as if he 

had all the time in the world. 

And when his eyes finally met mine, they darkened. My breath hitched. Now that he was here, in my 

room, I was lost for words. 

“You’re going to learn how to be patient, Doe,” he drawled, taking a step further into my room. “But maybe not today, because even I can’t wait to fucking taste you.” 

“Wow,” I breathed. “You got here fast.” 

He smirked. “Not as fast as I wanted to.” 

His hair was disheveled as though he had been running his hand through it all day–or probably when I was driving him out of his mind with the photo I sent, and his sleeves were rolled up, the tattoos making him look even more dangerous. Dangerously hot. 

My eyes dropped to his pants, where his hard–on was tenting the front of it. My fingers curled into the 

sheets as my thighs rubbed together. 

“Fucking hell,” Alaric cursed under his breath. He walked toward my vanity, dropping his phone onto it, 

and then he made his way toward the bed. 

My heart was in my throat. 

“What should I do to you for distracting me from work, Meadow?” he asked smoothly. 

My core clenched in anticipation. “I don’t–Oh!” I yelped as he yanked me to the edge of the bed with his firm, rough grip. “Alaric…” 

I trailed off as he leaned in, gaze darting to my parted lips before it went further down to my breasts. 

“This has been driving me fucking insane, Meadow,” he growled softly, reaching out to cup one of my breasts while the other trailed down to my panties. “You look so fucking innocent in this but your drenched panties say otherwise. Was this your goal, baby? To drive me insane?” 

“Maybe.” 

I whimpered, arching into him as he cupped me over my panties at the same time he squeezed my breasts. A gasp escaped me when he snapped the material against my skin. “I said maybe is never enough, Meadow.” 

“Yes,” I corrected. “I wanted to drive you crazy, daddy.” 

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Alaric seemed satisfied with my response. He pushed me gently until I was resting with my back on the bed. And then he climbed on top of me, letting out a hiss as he ran a thick finger along the front of my 

panties. 

“I’m going to take these off with my teeth.” 

And without waiting for a response from me, Alaric’e head dipped down, one hand cupping my breast while his mouth descended on the other. Alaric licked the fabric before sucking hard on my nipple. 

I gasped, my back arching into his mouth for more. “God… Alaric…” 

A groan rumbled low in his throat, and then all of a sudden, he stopped. Raised his head to look at me. 

“What?” I breathed. Fuck, I wanted more. 

Wordlessly, his finger on my breast slipped into the corner of my bra, like he was looking for something. 

And when he pulled out the paper, my breath stuttered. 

And I started to wonder whether I made a very huge mistake as his brows furrowed. 

“What is this?” he murmured, quickly unfolding the receipt. 

“It’s a–um…” I stuttered, trying to snatch it from him but he didn’t let me. “Alaric, wait, don’t—” 

But it was already late. 

I watched Alaric’s gaze darken as he scanned the note that said ‘No marriage is ever that serious, beautiful,‘ along with the waiter’s number. 

All the breath escaped my lungs when his eyes moved from the note to my eyes, narrowing at me. His jaw clenched, and then, in a too–calm voice, he asked: 

“What the f**k is this, Meadow?” 

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“I–I…” I stuttered, trying and failing to form words. I definitely did not think this through. “Alaric…” 

I sat up on my elbows, my throat thickening as he pulled away from me. 

His eyes left mine again and returned to the receipt. I could practically see his expression getting darker 

with every second he spent looking at that paper. 

When I’d first read it, it hurt, because it felt like a direct message to me—and at the end of the day, our marriage really wasn’t serious. 

But now, the look in Alaric’s eyes made me wish I could turn back the hands of time and shred the paper. 

“Don’t make me ask again, Meadow.” Alaric being calm at this moment scared me so much. 

“It’s nothing,” I whispered quickly. “It’s nothing, okay? Just a stupid receipt. I was at a restaurant earlier 

today and some waiter wrote it and…” 

I trailed off, realizing that speaking about it was only making the situation worse. 

Alaric ran his palm along his jaw, rising to his full height. 

“Some waiter,” he echoed in a low tone. “And judging from this note, he knew you were married and still 

made a move on you.” 

He wasn’t asking. 

I looked away, saying nothing in response, and then I felt his hand on my jaw as he turned me to face him. My grip on the sheets tightened. He was standing over me, his face dangerously close to mine. 

I swallowed as he lifted the receipt between us. “And why was this in your bra, Meadow? Did he touch 

you?” 

“What? No!” I answered quickly, shaking my head. “He didn’t touch me.” 

Alraric’s brows furrowed for a second like he was trying to figure out how it ended up in my bra. And then, as if it suddenly hit him, something flashed in his eyes. 

Something dangerous. 

“You put this in there yourself, didn’t you?” he rasped. “On purpose.” 

How was I supposed to tell him that I’d gotten home, changed out of my outfit, took a fucking shower, slipped on lingerie and stuck the receipt into my bra so he would see it? 

What exactly would I say was my motive? I couldn’t tell him that I had been with Clarissa, and that she’d 

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told me she was with him and I was annoyed by the fact that he got drunk with her and talked about 

Juniper. 

“Alaric, I-” 

“Why?” he cut in. But his voice wasn’t hard anymore. There was something else in his eyes now. The heat was back, along with the anger. His thumb brushed the corner of my mouth and I inhaled shakily. “Why did you want me to see it?” 

My lips parted but no words came out. Why was I so mute all of a sudden? I thought I had enacted the entire plan in my head but now my brain was blank. Alaric’s grip tightened on my jaw. 

“What? All of a sudden, you can’t defend yourself, Meadow?” He let out a breath that would’ve seemed amused had he not been glaring at me. 

Alaric’s voice dropped to a low growl. “Tell me where.” 

“What?” I breathed. 

“The restaurant. The waiter’s name. I won’t repeat myself, Meadow. And I can just as easily find him, but I want you to tell me his name.” 

I opened my mouth, not sure why I was hesitating. The waiter was a pervy asshole who wouldn’t stop staring at my boobs and wouldn’t back off even after Clarissa’s warning. 

But I think I was scared. Not of Alaric, but FOR the waiter. I had never seen Alaric being violent, but the time Tyler called me to insult me and Alaric found out, he really looked like he was going to kill him. 

Until I offered my ass to be whipped in order to save his life. 

“I…h–he um…” 

“Tell me.” His hand slid from my jaw to my throat. He didn’t squeeze, just rested it at the base. “You let me find out for a reason. Don’t shy away now.” 

I was ashamed to admit that more heat had pooled between my thighs. I was curious about what he wanted to do to him. I wanted to know what kind of man Alaric really was. My heart skipped two beats. Not one. Two. 

“Jeff,” I whispered. “His name is Jeff.” 

Alaric’s jaw clenched and his eyes narrowed. “Jeff,” he repeated. When I nodded, he stepped back. My eyelids fluttered and I tried to follow. “Alaric, don’t…” I sighed. “What are you going to do to him?” 

He didn’t answer, he just walked over to the vanity, looking down at the receipt once more, and then he picked up his phone. My pulse hammered in my ears. 

He started to type something on his phone, and, curious as I was, I tried to get off the bed. But he stopped 

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me with a single look. 

Okay, he was pissed. Royally pissed. 

My shoulders fell. “I’m sorry, Alaric. I shouldn’t have done that.” 

His back tensed and he dropped the phone back on the table. “Done what? Taken the note or kept it in your bra?” There was an edge to his voice, but when he turned around, he had a dark smirk on his face. 

He stepped closer to the bed, and I moved backward on my hands, not taking my eyes off him as he popped the remaining buttons of his shirt. “Truthfully, I’m glad you kept it.” His eyes met mine while he shrugged the shirt off. “How else would I have known that a common waiter dared to breathe the same fucking air as you despite knowing you’re married?” 

My breath hitched and I swallowed, eyes dragging down his bare chest and muscles. 

“Earlier, you said your goal was to drive me crazy, didn’t you, Meadow?” 

God. The way he said my name made shivers run down my spine. 

“Yes…” I choked out, although it came out as a question. I did say that. Minutes ago, in fact. 

Alaric hummed. “Well, congratulations. You succeeded.” The words were barely out before he yanked me to the edge of the bed again. I gasped, letting out a soft moan when his hands trailed up my thighs. 

“Alaric… What are you going to do to him?” I asked again. 

His eyes flashed as he leaned in, brushing his lips against my cheek. And then he whispered: “Nothing to concern yourself with. I’ll take care of this after I’m done with you.” 

And before I could even comprehend what he was saying, he pushed me down onto the mattress, flipping me onto my stomach in one swift motion. 

A gasp tore from my throat as Alaric pulled my hips up, forcing me onto my knees. I tried to ground myself with my hands but he pushed my head down with a… gentle force–if that meant anything. So now my ass was in the air while my face was on the bed. 

My core clenched with need. 

“You see, you’ve been a naughty girl, Meadow,” he continue, sliding his finger down my spine slowly until he got to the curve of my ass. He rubbed it tenderly. “You kept this receipt, knowing it would drive me insane. You wanted my attention, no matter the cost. Just like when you defied me by wearing that dress the other night.” 

By ‘the other night‘, I instantly knew he was referring to his mother’s party–when he had made me orgasm in only two dresses and I picked the third on purpose. 

Yeah, he never did punish me for that. 

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His palm was warm and heavy on my ass. “Well, now you’ve got it, Doe. Every last bit of my attention.” 

I heard the sound of his belt being removed and my heart stuttered, chest tightening in anticipation. 

He said it before that he never delivered punishments with his hand. 

I wanted him to punish me, just like I wanted him to that night Tyler called me. 

“And now you’re going to take your punishment like the bad girl you wanted to be.” 

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