As Chloe recalled what he did to her Aunt, she turned around and pushed him away in fury. "Why did you hurt my Aunt, you monster?" She barked at him, and he gave her a surly look.

"Because I'm the Devil." He stated, his dark eyes fixed on her.

"Does the Devil keep a girl with him to protect her?" She asked, gazing at him intensely, shutting his mouth. A goofy grin flashed on her face.

He ignored her question and asked her in a stern tone, "Are you coming with me or not?"

"In your dreams, Devil." She bristled at his rudeness and averted her eyes, crossing her arms over her chest.

"Now don't blame me for this." He warned, walking closer to her while unbuckling his belt. His intense gaze was glued on her, making her weak at the knees. His intense gaze had such a profound and magical effect on her that she couldn't ignore it.

He pulled the belt out of the loops by holding the buckle and swiftly turned her around. He grasped both her hands behind her back and fastened her wrists with the belt hastily before she could resist. She struggled and cursed him, fuming with outrage.

"Stop struggling, you little badass girl," he rebuked, clenching her chin harshly from behind, bristling with uncontrollable anger.

She stopped resisting and closed her eyes as his crotch rubbed against her buttocks and his front pressed against her back. She wanted him badly, her body burning with profound desires, her breath becoming heavy. Every skin cell of her body craved his touch. His touch was heavenly to her.

"I'm protecting myself," he whispered in her ear, grasping her jaw again. "If somebody finds you, you might reveal my secrets to them, so don't overestimate yourself, Miss Walker."

"You stop making excuses, you coward," she snarled at him.

He frowned and turned her toward himself roughly, his eyes filled with anger.

"You're the coward, Mr. Anderson," she sneered at him, making him angrier.

"I think I have to tie your mouth as well because you've annoyed me enough with your blabbering," he said, brushing her lower lip with his thumb.

"Do anything, I don't care." She rolled her eyes, irked by his stubbornness in not admitting that he cared for her.

"You've forced me to do this," he said, loosening his tie as she glared at him, her brows knitted in anger.

He walked behind her, and after taking off his tie, he tied her mouth with it. As he strode in front of her, she killed him with her looks.

"It's time to go, baby." He picked her up over his shoulder, and she started kicking him. She gasped as he spanked one of her buttocks.

"If you don't want me to spank you again, then behave." He warned her in a stern tone, striding out of the mansion, causing her to groan in frustration.

When they reached the car, his driver hurriedly opened the door for her. He made her sit inside the car and then sat beside her.

He smirked at her. "You're looking good like this." She averted her eyes.

He moved closer to her and uttered, "If someone defies me, then I do this because I'm a devil." She just glared at him, boiling with anger.

***

He marched into the room and tossed her onto the bed.

He waggled his finger at her. "Stay like this for a while, then you'll understand how to talk to me."

She scowled at him, but her face suddenly turned pale as dreadful flashes of her childhood flashed in her mind.

A little girl lay on the cold floor in a dark room, bound, devastated, and lonely. Her tiny, innocent eyes were filled with immense sorrow. She howled in pain as a woman beat her mercilessly with a rod.

She started trembling and sweating profusely, recalling her dreadful past. Andrew noticed her condition and rushed to her, becoming anxious. He hurriedly untied her mouth and hands.

She grasped his shirt, breathing heavily and shuddering. He was horrified to see her like this, unable to understand what had happened to her so suddenly. He wanted to comfort her but didn't know how. His mind was whirling, seeing her in such a terrible state. He had never imagined he would see her like this. Her sorrowful eyes pleaded for help, but he was in shock and didn't know what to do because he had never consoled anyone in his life.