Chapter 45 Punish You
"Doesn't he know the password?"
"Can't he just enter the password or use his fingerprint?"
"Maybe she locked the door from the inside?"
Yeah, that seemed likely.
Even with a fingerprint lock, if the door was locked from the inside, he couldn't get in. Nora quickly got out of bed. This was Steven's house; she couldn't just leave him outside.
She threw on a robe and hurried to open the door.
Steven, reeking of alcohol, was leaning against the doorframe. As soon as he saw Nora, he collapsed forward.
Nora instinctively stepped aside.
He fell straight to the ground, hitting his head.
Oh no!
That was Nora's first thought.
She quickly turned the drunken Steven over. A large bruise was already forming on his handsome face.
Nora was speechless.
What was she going to say if he asked about this tomorrow?
She suddenly felt a bit scared. She pressed on the bruise on Steven's forehead, and he winced in pain, "It hurts..."
Her heart sank. This was really bad!
Half of his body was inside the door, and the other half was still outside. Nora glanced at the time; it was already past 1 AM!
Nora scrambled to get him inside. He was as heavy as a rock!
"Steven..." she tugged at his clothes, but he didn't respond.
Steven was completely out of it.
Nora gave up trying to help him.
She left him by the door and went back to her room.
Lying down, she couldn't fall asleep.
The night at the end of October was already quite chilly. If he stayed out there all night, he would definitely catch a cold.
She sighed heavily, got out of bed, and just as she opened the door, she was scared stiff by a tall, imposing figure at the doorway.
"Nora..." Steven muttered, his face looking grim, "You left me at the door to freeze to death. I'm here to haunt you..."
"No!" Nora screamed. He had already picked her up and thrown her onto the bed.
"You're in trouble. I'm going to kill you." He lunged at her, biting her neck hard.
"No, no..." Nora cried.
Steven murmured, "I won't, but you have to sleep with me..."
Nora's eyes widened as he tore off her nightgown.
She was so embarrassed she wanted to hide under the covers, but his cool hand grabbed her ankle and pulled her back, "If you hide, you'll get even more punishment."
He laughed softly, leaned in, and kissed her deeply.
Nora's eyelashes fluttered.
What was happening?
Was Steven drunk and acting crazy?
Why was he treating her like this?
"Not even focusing on kissing, I have to punish you..." he bit her.
Nora finally reacted, feeling Steven's cold body pressing against her, his handsome features looking at her.
Nora didn't dare breathe, her face already very red, "Steven, weren't you going to divorce me? Why are you bullying me?"
"Not anymore." His voice was hoarse as he leaned closer, a wicked smile on his face, "Aren't you happy to hear that?"
Nora was stunned, a bit surprised, "Not divorcing?"
"Not divorcing, as long as you behave and serve me." He pressed her hand to his belt, his voice husky and thrilling, "Be good, help me undo it."
Nora's mind went blank.
Was Steven serious? Or was he too drunk to know what he was doing?
"Steven..." her voice trembled, her eyes wet, "Are we really not divorcing?"
"Not divorcing. I want to be with you every day from now on." Steven cupped her chin, pecking her lips, then her earlobe, moving to her shoulder, his eyes dark and intense. "So sweet, I don't want you to wear clothes anymore."
Nora was so flustered that she was sweating.
Her body was heating up.
She tilted her head slightly, her eyes filled with emotion, "Steven, you can't be so domineering."
"Yes, I can." He pressed closer, his body burning hot.
Nora shivered, trying to move away, but he pulled her back, pressing them together tightly.
Nora couldn't help but gasp, her eyes wet, and she asked softly, "Steven, I need to know, do you like that Vivian?"
"I only like you." He held her tighter.
Nora blushed, shyly saying, "But you said you weren't interested in me."
Steven gently bit her ear, his voice hoarse, "How could that be? You're so adorable. How could I not be interested? I want to make love to you every day."
He suddenly became so charming.
Nora's legs felt weak. Held in his warm, strong embrace, she felt very warm.
"Steven, this is my first time. Be gentle." She bit her lip, her face red as she confessed.
If they weren't divorcing, she was willing to be with him forever.
"Okay." Steven smiled, reaching for her bra clasp.
Nora moaned softly but then realized something was off.
No, she never wore a bra to bed.
How could she be wearing one tonight?
Suddenly, the scene faded like a tide, and Nora's eyelashes fluttered as she opened her eyes... The night was still dark.
She lay in bed, hugging the blanket, alone... Everything just now was a dream!
Nora's face turned red.
She had dreamed that Steven came to the guest room to bully her... The next second, she remembered that Steven was still lying by the door!
Her sleepiness vanished instantly!
She checked the time.
It was past 3 AM; she had slept for over two hours!
Nora hurriedly ran out of her room.
Steven was still lying in the hallway.
He had been there, drunk, for over two hours in the cold, still wearing the black shirt he had gone out in, his long fingers pressing against his forehead... He was shivering, seemingly cold and in pain, tightly curling up his body.
He was... having a headache again!
Steven often overused his brain, so he frequently had headaches!
Nora's heart tightened. She didn't know if it was because of the hangover or because she had left him there for over two hours that he had a headache... Nora felt both guilty and ashamed.
She had had that kind of dream... She quickly went over to help Steven up, "Steven, are you okay? Is your head hurting?"
Steven didn't answer, the veins on his temple bulging, indicating severe pain!
Nora didn't dare waste a second.
She got Steven into the master bedroom, then ran back to her room to get her acupuncture kit. Every time Steven drank too much, he had headaches.
Nora had experience taking care of him.
She took out the acupuncture kit, which contained over a hundred silver needles. The acupuncture skill was passed down to her by her grandfather.
Nora got on the bed, just as she was about to hold Steven's head, he grabbed her hand.
Even though he was in pain, Steven was very vigilant, never giving anyone a chance to hurt him. He flung Nora away forcefully, "Get out!"
With great strength, he flung the frail Nora off the bed.
Her hand hit the bedside table, and the pain brought tears to her eyes.