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I Slapped My Fiancé—Then Married His Billionaire Nemesis novel Chapter 366

r 366 Punishment

The driver started the car and we pulled away from the Laurent family’s old house.

Ashton, with a Bluetooth headset in his ear, was issuing commands: Send people to check all major hospitals and private clinics in Skyline and the surrounding cities. I want to know if there’s any record of Genevieve seeking treatment or confirmation of pregnancy.

After he ended the call, I asked, You don’t believe she’s really pregnant?

Ashton nodded. The timing is just too convenient.

But Gwendolyn and your father can’t be so stupid that they can’t tell if she’s faking a pregnancy,I pointed out.

Ashton let out a derisive snort. You’d be surprised. But it doesn’t matter if she’s really pregnant or not. The thing I know for sure beyond any doubt is that she can’t be pregnant with MY baby.He looked straight at me.Do you believe me?

I nodded. Of course I do.

I still felt uneasy about the underhanded way Ashton had dealt with Genevieve, but that didn’t mean I wasn’t relieved that he’d rejected her so firmly. In fact, he’d gone to the trouble of setting up a scheme to get rid of her permanently.

That night, Ashton took a phone call in our bedroom. He didn’t try to hide the conversation from me, so I couldn’t help but overhear. After he hung up, I looked at him expectantly.

He crooked a finger, gesturing for me to come over.

I scurried to his side, and the moment I was within reach, his long arm wrapped around me and pulled me into his lap.

I squirmed as his hand began to ruffle my hair. So, what did your men find out?

That depends on what you do next,he said, looking down at me with a meaningful glint in his eyes.

I blinked, confused. What I do?

If you do something to make me happy, I’ll tell you. If notHis hand drifted lower and brushed against a certain sensitive spot.

A shiver ran through me, and my face flushed bright red. I glared at him. If you hadn’t been so careless and attracted all these crazy women, none of this would have happened! And besidesdidn’t I alreadydo something earlier?

The memory of what we’d done in bed just an hour ago made my cheeks burn.

Hm, so I’m at fault.

Well, aren’t you?I muttered defiantly.

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A dark, playful light flickered in Ashton’s eyes. Since you think I’m at fault, why don’t you punish me?

Really?I perked up instantly, already planning my revenge,

Why would I lie?he said, though I completely missed the sly look in his eyes.

Good! You said it yourself, so no complaining later.I bounced off his lap and stood up.

Mentally brandishing a little whip, I scanned the room until my eyes landed on the tie around his neck. A brilliant idea struck me. I leaned in close. Give me your tie.

What for?he asked, but he was already loosening it and handing it over.

I took the tie and gave it a testing tug. It was sturdy enoughno way he could break free. A mischievous smile spread across my lips. I pointed towards the bed. Go on, lie down.

Ashton glanced at the tie in my hand. He rose and settled onto the bed, assuming a relaxed pose.

Close your eyes,I ordered. No peeking.

Ashton obediently shut his eyes.

I moved quickly, grabbing his wrists and attempting to bind them with the tie. But my hands were clumsy, and I couldn’t seem to get it right.

Ashton lay perfectly still, letting me fumble without complaint.

After my third failed attempt

Need some help?

No, I don’t,I gritted out.

On the fourth try, I steadied my nerves and focused. Finally, I managed to secure his wrists tightly. I gave the tie

a firm pull to checkit was solid. Satisfied, I wiped the fine sweat from my forehead.

Done,I announced.

Can I open my eyes now?Without waiting for my answer, Ashton did so.

I hadn’t said you could open them yet,I grumbled.

So you’re not finished?

Of course not. I haven’t even used my secret move yet.

Secret move?He rolled the words around on his tongue, his eyes glinting with unmistakable curiosity.

I swung my leg over and straddled him.

The way he watched me so intently made me suddenly selfconscious. My face flushed with heat, and I snapped, Close your eyes! No, waityou can’t close them.

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