I'll Teach You, Marianne.

Hearing Alan's words made Anne even more scared. The memories of that terrible night came back to her mind. Back then, Alan had also forced her to take off her clothes. Anne, who had resigned herself to getting abused again from Alan, suddenly fell silent when she didn't feel Alan's presence on the bed. Her clothes were also still intact. Out of curiosity, Anne finally opened her eyes slowly and was surprised to see Alan already kneeling on the floor right in front of the bed with his head down. He had even taken off almost all of his clothes and wearing only his Calvin Klein boxer shorts.

"What are you doing?" asked Anne in a faint voice.

"I'm waiting for your punishment." Alan answered without lifting his face.

Anne's brow furrowed. "Punishment? What punishment?"

Alan slowly lifted his face and looked at Anne who was sitting on the bed. "My punishment for having hurt you so bad back then."

"What do you mean? I don't understand," asked Anne in confused.

"Aren't you afraid that I will bring you to this villa because I have treated you badly, Anne? I am such an asshole, that's why I want to apologize to you and now I am willing to be punished by you. Vent all your anger out on me, as long as you no longer hate this place and not being afraid of me again, I am willing to receive any punishment from you. Punish this bastard, Anne, I will not fight back," Alan replied quietly as he stared at Anne.

Anne covered her mouth with her hands after hearing Alan's words. She couldn't believe that Alan would ask her to do that.

"Do it, Anne, use my belt or whatever. I won't fight back, I will ..."

"Are you crazy?" asked Anne spontaneously.

"Yeah, I'm crazy because of you, Anne. You make me crazy. You don't know how much I want to have you completely, Anne. You don't know how much I want to make you the happiest woman in the world. You don't know how much I love you, Anne. When you refused my invitation to dine out back then, I almost had a crazy heart attack, it hurt so bad. The fear of losing you at that time made me so desperate, so I told my men to take you to me. At first, I wanted to have a nice talk with you, but I couldn't. I I couldn't help myself until I finally forced my will upon you. That was all I could think of that night until I found out that I was the first for you. The feeling of belonging to you is even greater, so I decided to make you completely mine. I'm very sorry that I did you wrong. I didn't know how to keep you with me at that time because you refused my invitation to be my girlfriend, and…"

"Do you mean the contract lover? Don't be crazy, Alan, no woman wants to have a relationship based on a contract. That's just crazy," Anne immediately cut Alan's words with a raised voice.

"But so far, no one has refused and they are happy..."

"Yes, indeed, there have been people who have wanted to do that with you, Alan, but really, the relationship you are in is not healthy. Relationships based on money won't work, that's why I rejected you firmly. Don't think that all women are the same as those women who were willing to have a contractual relationship with you. That's a big mistake, Alan," said Anne firmly.

Alan lowered his head. "I know. That's why I felt I was challenged even more to have you, Anne, until finally I forced you to do it."

Anne took a deep breath. Discussing the contract that Alan had offered her back then had made her emotions rise.

"Never mind, I don't want to talk about that anymore, now you get up and put on your clothes. We're going home. I don't want to be here. I don't want to…"

"No, we'll be staying here from tonight onwards."

"Alan…"

"I'm healing you, Anne." Alan interrupted Anne again.

"Healing? Healing what? Am I sick? I'm not sick, Alan, I'm fine. The one who hurts is you, you who can't remember me well," replied Anne curtly. She accidentally brought up about Alan's current memory loss.

Alan swallowed his saliva slowly. "Healing you from the trauma of what I did in this room."

Anne was silent when she heard Alan's words.

"I want to make you forget about that night, Anne. That's why I brought you back to this place. We're married, Anne, we have our own lives now. We will not always live in the same house with Grandpa. I want to live in our own home with you, Anne. Build our own little family, together with our children later on. If we live with Grandpa forever, then I can't be the real head of the household, Anne, that's why I brought you back to my own house. This is our house, Anne," Alan said at length, explaining his intention to bring Anne home.

Anne bit her lower lip as she heard the words that had just come out of Alan's lips. She wanted to tell him the true identity of the man who was still kneeling in front of her. But Anne couldn't, she didn't want to risk ruining what the doctor had told her.

"I just want to be happy with you, Anne. I don't want you to be afraid of anything anymore, including this villa, this room. That's why I ask you to vent all your anger on me, so that your bad memories in this room will disappear." Alan added to what he had said. His eyes looked droopy as he spoke.

"So you want me to forget what happened by punishing you?"

"Yes, I'm ready to accept it, Anne."

Anne massaged her temples that suddenly hurt. She really could not understand her husband's way of thinking this time. Slowly, Anne got out of bed and sat down in front of Alan, who still kneeling on the floor

"Do you think by using such a way of violence, then all problems will be solved?" asked Anne quietly.

"No, Anne, this is not violence. I want you to forget the bad memory by punishing me, so if you were in this room again then the old memory will be gone and replaced with a new memory that pleases you. So quickly grab my belt, then hit me as much as you want. I'm ready physically and mentally, if by hurting me your trauma will disappear, then I'm willing to accept it," replied Alan excitedly.

Anne took a deep breath. She finally realized that what Alan was doing right now was for her. A while ago, Anne felt that something was wrong with Alan, but now she understood her husband's very unique way of thinking. After convincing herself, Anne finally dared to touch Alan's face. She slowly moved her fingers across Alan's face.

"If you want to erase bad memories in this way, then you use the wrong method, Alan. Physical fights don't always have to be resolved by violence either. There is much more things that can be done to avoid violence," said Anne softly.

"What do you mean? I don't understand?"

Anne bit her lower lip, her heart was racing so fast at this moment. Even though she knew what she was about to do was very risky, but Anne still want to try it. She lowered her self-esteem for the sake of Jack, who was so far away from her.

"Anne, why are you silent? What do you really want…" 

Smack!

Anne kissed Alan's lips quickly, in seconds. "That's the way to get rid of my bad memories, Alan."

Alan was silent for a moment. He then looked at Anne without blinking as he tried to digest the words that Anne had said earlier.

Alan's eyes flashed as he managed to understand what she was thinking.

"Are you sure about that?" Alan asked hoarsely.

"I'm certain."

Alan reached out and grabbed Anne's body, before he finally sat her down on his thighs. "I'll give you one more chance, Anne, after that you can't leave me. Are you sure about this?"

Anne didn't reply, instead she returned her husband's lips.

Alan pursed his lips. "You asked for it, don't stop me. Tonight I will not let you go," Alan said in a hoarse voice, his hands began to move to squeeze Anne's buttocks with sensual movements that finally made a groan escape from Anne's lips.

To be continued