"I'm wrong. Please, dear, punish me!"

Dragon gravely admitted and held his fist up in the air. He should have known about it that Seraphina could forgive but she never forgets. Hence, if he needed to do menial jobs as punishment, he would willingly accept it.

Seraphina cast him a side glanced and arched her brows seeing the guilty look on Dragon's majestic face. "Punish you?" She repeated with interest.

Perceiving her tone, Dragon gulped a mouthful of saliva. If his underlings or even his enemies would see his sight now, they would doubt his credibility or worse, would be regarded as an impostor.

After all, they won't believe that the legendary Dragon was kneeling with his fist held high like a little kid. What's more? It was all due to his infidelity towards his woman. If one heard about that reasoning, felons probably would have a good laugh with his hypocrisy and ingenuine faithfulness.

He was a powerful man with vast connections, he could do what he wanted and be with whoever he wants. Hence, it would be ridiculous in his part if he tried to taste a different delicacy aside from his favorite.

Indeed, whether its today to in hundred years ago, this kind of mentality from other men especially felons never changed. They see women were all inferior to them. However, Dragon's outlook changed when he met Seraphina.

"Y-yes! I'll do anything-- just forgive me." Dragon stuttered for the first time in his life. He must not mess this up.

"Anything?" A subtle smirk formed on the corners of her lips as she slowly stood. She didn't strode towards Dragon but to the side of the door. Turning on the dim lights that were placed on each corner, she slowly muttered.

"Instead of anything…" Seraphina unhurriedly turned to face Dragon's expectant sorry countenance. She pulled the tie of her bathrobe, surely but surely. She continued,

Dragon nearly dropped his jaw on the wooden floor with drool along with it. Before his eyes was a n_a_k_e_d Seraphina with his name permanently inked under her b_r_e_a_s_t whom he considered as a work of art. Alas, as her words finally processed on his data, Dragon's whole face distorted to an ugly shade.

'Did she just say do nothing?'

His hands slowly ran through his unruly yet silky hair in exasperation. Indeed, this kind of punishment was much worse than doing menial works.

"Ahhh-! Wife, why do this to me?" Dragon pouted with tears forming on the side of his eyes. He tried his hardest to be cute as possible but as expected of the cold headsman [1] , she was unaffected and walked around b_u_t_t n_a_k_e_d.

"Do what to you?" Feigning innocence to the majestic distress kneeling man, Seraphina tilted her head. She added, "Aren't you a gentleman? Why aren't you looking away? Your junior is waking up." Seraphina pointed his man's jewel that slowly rose from his long deep slumber; protruding beneath his bathrobe.

"I am, and me as a gentleman, respect my wife's wishes so I'd do nothing as per her request." That very instant, Dragon justified his ethical act of not looking away because Seraphina said 'do nothing.' Surely, his shamelessness reached the zenith as he brazenly twists Seraphina's words to his own good.

"Is that so?" A sly smirked momentarily flashed across Seraphina's lips and began taking slow strides towards his standpoint.

Seeing her coming up close, his eyes dilated more than it should be as his pupils constrict. He could clearly see her firmed b_r_e_a_s_t that perfectly fits her body frame bounced a little which caused turbulence inside him.

This torture of just watching and not touching it was worse than being shot. No matter how hot his temperature rose to the extent of him as if he was having a fever, he couldn't release it!

"Ahh, my goddess wife, have mercy… I can't." This time, Dragon slumped half of his upper body, kowtowing on the floor. Unbeknownst to him, a large grin showed on Seraphina's face. She was unhesitant to show her b_a_r_e body to him as she knew it was the most torturous thing to do to this thirsty fellow. Moreover, Dragon had a taste of every part of her skin hence, it lowered the wariness of her doing this ploy.

Surely, it gave her the greatest entertainment having the head of the triad on his knees -- begging her for mercy.