"Xirannnn, you idiot. Did you have to make me wet?" Aselia complained trying to escape his clutches but he held on tight to her, not wanting to let her go.

"Yes," he leaned forward to kiss her but she placed her finger on his parted lips and shook her head.

"What do you think you are doing? You lost, there are no kisses for you only punishment. Let go and get out of the pool," she pushed him back with her finger and yanked his hand out of her shirt. He pouted but she wasn’t going to fall for his tricks.

Swimming back she hoisted herself up on the edge of the pool and got out, she began to remove her wet clothes.

Xiran followed her out and stood there watching her. She grabbed a towel and wrapped it around herself before removing her panties and placing them on her heap of wet clothes. She then went and sprawled herself on the lounger and faced him. He was watching her with his mouth slightly hanging open.

"Are you ready for your punishment?" she eyed him up and down.

"Yes ma’am," he smiled at her bossy action.

"Alright, you will stand here and count how many girls you had s£x with uptil now. And you will give me the exact number without lying," his face fell at her request and his forehead creased. This will hurt her, why would she ask something like that?

"I am not going to do that," he declared with finality, his eyes turning a darker shade of grey.

"It’s your punishment and it has to be difficult like you always give me. Not going to give you a piece of cake every time," she answered leaning back on the lounger as Rony came wagging his tail to her and settled down on her tummy.

"You do realize that will hurt you and I will never do anything that will hurt you," he pleaded with her, hoping she would listen.

"Do as I have said, it won’t hurt. You did everything before I came into your life. I just need to know how many women you found desirable," she lied, even if it had been done in the past she knew it will hurt like hell but she needed to know and he will never tell her otherwise.

He just stood there with a heavy heart, staring at the woman he loved. If he had known she would ask something like that, he would have made sure to not lose to her even if that meant cheating.

"Xiran, I am waiting," her heart was thudding faster in anticipation of his answer and he could feel the blood flow rising towards her face. The droplets of water fell on her bare shoulders and he wanted nothing more than kiss that beautiful body of hers.

"Leia, please," his pleas were not heard for she shook her head at him and he slumped his shoulders. Why would she put him in such a tough spot? He sighed before mumuring:

"53," his words were like hurling arrows and they surely pierced her heart he could see the amount of hurt that dropped in those gorgeous eyes of hers, she tried to blink it away but it stayed in the corners. He wasn’t ready for the next question she threw at him.

"Name them," there was this resilience in her voice which she was trying to maintain to mar the amount of hurt she was feeling.

"I don’t remember everyone’s names," Xiran wanted this conversation to end by now.

"Name as many as you can remember," she asked softly, the hurt evident in her voice. He sighed and with a wounded heart named a few he remembered. She winced with every name, and a pool of pain formed around her heart, ready to drown it in. Each name was like a whetted dagger that pierced deep into her soul.

He finally stopped with a grim expression. His heart screamed in agony he had caused her.

"Come here," she beckoned him to her, and with heavy steps, he went into her open arms.

"For every woman, you have slept with, you are going to kiss a part of my body. That means I want 53 kisses from you. So from now onwards whenever you think about them you will remember me and my body. You are only mine now. Are we clear?"

"I will kiss you a million times over to forget every other girl," he took her face in his hands and conjoined his with hers, pressing her forehead to his. He was hurting to have caused her pain.

"Today, I only need 53. Not more not less. All of your kisses, all of your touches, and all of your love are meant solely for me and my body," Aselia carefully picked up Rony and shifted him to the other lounger and Xiran filled up all of the space above her. He tugged at her towel and freed her round mounds and then he began to caress her alluring body.

Her turquoise eyes, the tip of her tiny nose, her pink cheeks, her cherry lips, her long neck, her rose-tinted nipples, her arched ribs, her flat stomach, inside of her taut thighs, and down to her toes. He kissed her exactly 53 times.

Aselia had closed her eyes and all she wanted to experience was the feel of his lips along her body, she wanted him to brand her his own, no, she wanted him to brand her his only one.

Her skin tingled and goosebumps rose everywhere he grazed her sensitive skin with his lips, his strong hands were gentle against her skin, they wanted to feel and remember every little curve and detail. Her breath was so erratic and he could feel and smell her arousal.

He finally glanced up at her and there was this satisfied smile on her face which reached her affectionate eyes. This affection she only revealed to him for it was meant only for his eyes.

"I love you, with all of my existence, Xiran...."