Chapter 514 A Good Spanking
Someone reported Brandenâs situation to Triston.
Triston turned around and saw Branden walking toward him.
When the big shot appeared, people on both sides quickly moved aside to make way.
Branden stood in front of the huge floor -to-ceiling window, his gaze firmly fixed on the stage below.
Without even looking at the face, he knew that it was his woman.
Plus, he even saw that his silly nephew occupied the neighboring booth.
As the woman made a wild leap, her clothes flew up, exposing her slender and pristine waist and prompting screams from the audience under the lights.
Brandenâs face instantly darkened with eyes as cold as an icy pond.
Everyone around him felt the atmosphere in the private room suddenly turn icy, and nobody knew what happened.
They were too scared to speak and even dared not look at the big shot, only able to turn toward Triston on the side, asking about the situation.
Triston was also pretty confused at first but eventually figured it out.
âOver the years, there was only one person who could elicit such emotional changes in Mr. Duncan!â he thought.
He didnât recognize it just now because he didnât make the connection.
Brandenâs reaction now hit him instantly.
âSo that was what it was all about!â
said Triston inwardly.
Those gazes toward Catherine made Branden want to dig out the eyes of everyone present.
Before his temper erupted, Branden quickly turned and walked downstairs.
Triston quickly called his friends and brought two teams of bodyguards to clear the way for Branden.
Apart from Triston, nobody knew what the big boss wanted to do.
As Catherine was dancing in high spirits, she suddenly felt a breath approaching from behind.
She instinctively lifted her elbow and swung it backward.
To her surprise, her elbow actually got caught.
She suddenly turned her head, but someone forcefully pulled her in the arms before she could see who it was.
A familiar scent flowed through her body into every corner of her being. Catherineâs body instantly softened. She lazily leaned against the manâs embrace.
âWhy are you here?â
Thinking about those eyes lusting after her, Branden just wanted to kill everyone in the room.
He said through gritted teeth in a cold tone, âIf I donât come now, do you plan on going to heaven?â
A strong sense of jealousy swept over her. Catherine found it amusing and couldnât help but chuckle.
âHaha. Itâs fun!â
âIs it fun?â said Branden inwardly. He really wanted to give this girl a good spanking so that she wouldnât dare to be so reckless next time.
Some people were eyeing Catherine, but they didnât dare approach her because of her strong presence.
When they saw Catherine being pulled into the arms of a mysterious man, they couldnât help but feel an intense regret for not being bold enough and missing such a wonderful opportunity.
As David saw Catherine hugging a man, he was about to approach them but was intercepted by Bryan.
âThatâs my uncle. Isnât David asking for trouble by going up there?
âPlus, it was obvious at first glance that Catherine willingly went along with it,â said Bryan inwardly.
Of course, Ronin also knew it and sat angrily in the booth, eating watermelon. The bright red watermelon was used as an outlet for Roninâs frustration as he took bite after bite, imagining it was Brandenâs head.
âDamn, dude! He actually had his arms around Catherine.
âUgh, how annoying!
âBut I canât beat them, and most importantly, Catherine doesnât object to it at all. What can I do?â said Ronin inwardly.
On the dance floor, Catherine was totally killing it.
With both hands wrapped around the manâs neck, she hugged him tightly and swayed back and forth.
The dazzling lights shone on Catherine, making her look like a dream. Her ambiguous gaze, paired with that stunning face, was so beautiful it took Brandenâs breath away.
He only felt like a thousand poisonous insects were biting all over his body. Feeling unbearable, he grabbed Catherine horizontally and walked straight off the dance floor.
Someone refused to accept it. âHow can just one person own such a beautiful masterpiece?â he thought.
Before the man could even approach, one look from the surrounding bodyguards pushed him back down.
The big shot displayed a domineering posture. Who would dare to cause trouble?
With Catherine in his arms, Branden hopped into the car straight away. Paxton was personally driving the car. The moment they got in, Branden manually put down the partition.
Not even a single second was spared for others to sneak a glance, which frightened Paxton into trembling.
Catherineâs hand was on Brandenâs neck. She didnât sit alone on the side as usual.
Catching a strong smell of alcohol on Catherine, Branden furrowed his brows and softened his tone. âWhy were you drinking?â
Catherine raised her gaze. Her eyes shone like stars, resembling two captivating magnets that firmly caught hold of Brandenâs heart.
âWhat? You got a problem with it?â
Seeing her pair of eyes, how could any man still find fault with her? It was even hard to resist feeling heartbroken for her.
âI donât want you to get a headache tomorrow! Just drink some hot water first. Itâll make you feel a bit better.â
Catherine nodded slightly, still holding onto Brandenâs hand. After she took a few sips, she refused to drink anymore.
Branden was both helpless and gratified when he first saw Catherine so enthusiastic.
He tightened the hand around Catherineâs waist, almost gritting his teeth as he uttered his words.
âIf you keep making trouble, Iâll give you a good spanking when we get back!
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Catherine heard it, and she heard it clearly. She raised her head, gazing at Branden with a bewildered expression.
âWhoever gets spanked is not necessarily determined!â
Branden was rendered speechless by her words. Catherine was his beloved little treasure, and he couldnât bear to say any harsh words toward her.
Feeling all fired up but having nowhere to vent, Branden could only coldly admonish Paxton in front, âHurry up!â
Scared out of his wits, Paxton, who had never been urged on before, slammed his foot on the gas pedal and drove the car wildly out.
The usual half-hour drive was cut short by about ten minutes.
After getting out of the car, Branden didnât let Catherineâs feet touch the ground. He directly carried her to the apartment.
At the moment of entering, Branden was about to turn on the lights. Catherine moved faster. With a quick turn of her hand, she forcefully pinned Branden against the door.
Her beautiful eyes stared deeply into Brandenâs, looking domineering and charming.
âAre you trying to spank me or what?â
Branden shuddered all over. Millions of his pores were screaming crazily.
If it werenât for his strong restraint, he would have really been afraid of hurting Catherine.
He was holding back his power, gritting his teeth, and speaking in a low and restrained voice. One didnât even have to listen carefully to hear the suppressed pain and difficulty.
âBaby, youâre playing with fire!â
Catherine knew what she was doing. She raised her eyebrows at Branden.
âWhat? Canât handle it?â
This was the first time in Brandenâs life that he got questioned.
If he couldnât handle it, who could?
The urge inside him felt like it was boiling, almost breaking through his limits like a few atomic bombs were waiting to explode in his chest.
He endured with great difficulty. He would have let go long ago if it werenât for his strong self-control.
He was gritting his teeth. His voice sounded like a beast roaring, full of ferocity and menace.
âBehave, donât mess around, or youâll get hurt!â
âGet hurt? The person who can hurt me probably hasnât been born yet!â
Catherine smirked as she thought.
She gave a strong push and took a step forward.
Her hot pink lips pressed down on the cold lips of Branden.
Branden felt that if he kept holding back his urge, he wouldnât even be a man anymore, let alone a human.
He couldnât even bear to separate their lips. He held Catherine tightly in his arms and hurriedly carried her toward the master bedroom.
âSome mischievous woman needs a good spanking!â thought he.
In the darkness, no one noticed the smile at the corner of Catherineâs eyes.