“If you hit me, Elliana will hate you forever!”

A sly grin curved across Cole’s lips.

“Is that so? Then let’s test that, shall we? One little spanking and we’ll see how much she cares.”

Before Sunny could react, Cole delivered a sharp smack to his backside.

“Ouch!” Sunny yelped, his face twisting in surprise. That sting was real.

Since fighting back was out of the question, Sunny persisted, “That’s not fair! You’re just a big meanie. You can’t hit kids!”

“You earned it,” Cole said flatly, delivering another swift smack.

“Stop trying to steal my wife. Someone needs to knock some sense into that oversized ego of yours.”

To drive the lesson home, Cole followed up with a few more light but rapid smacks.

“Ouch! Ouch! Ouch!” Sunny shouted.

Of course, Cole had no intention of actually hurting the boy. He just wanted to rattle Sunny—a little scare to keep the wild child in line. Every time Sunny visited, he left chaos in his wake, and Cole figured it was time someone set boundaries.

Once Cole finished teaching Sunny a lesson, he set him down on the sofa with a gentle toss.

Sunny tumbled into the cushions face-first, letting out a muffled, “Ouch!”

He spun around, rubbing his sore bottom, and decided against taking on Cole ever again. This time, the fear was real.

Back when Jeff whispered about Cole being formidable, Sunny used to scoff and call Jeff a coward. But after this experience, Sunny conceded that Cole really did live up to that name.

Still massaging his backside, Sunny rolled over and spotted Beatrice in Ruben’s arms across the room.

Watching Cole teach Sunny a lesson filled Jeff with deep satisfaction—he finally got to blow off some steam.

When Sunny was tossed face-first onto the couch after being spanked by Cole, Jeff burst into wild laughter, slapping his thighs as he howled with mockery.

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As Sunny sat up, rubbing his sore backside, Jeff jabbed a finger at him.

“So, you thought you could act tough in my house, huh? Learned your lesson now? Remember this—anyone who walks into the Evans residence learns what humility means!”

But Sunny didn’t even glance his way. He treated Jeff like he didn’t exist—like his words were nothing but air.

Jeff felt as if he’d punched a cloud. Frustrated, he stepped closer and shoved Sunny.

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