12. A Massage

EVANGELINE.

I don’t know how long I stared at him, but when his eyes simmered red, I knew I couldn’t test him any further and slowly inched closer to the bathtub. Now more

than ever wishing there was some bubble bath available. What if I saw his monster?

Then I needed to keep my eyes closed!

I inched nearer and kneeled behind his

head on the floor, thinking this was perfect! He couldn’t even see me from

here. But it was only a few moments later that I realised I couldn’t reach properly from here, and I slowly got up again.

Should I sit on the edge of the tub?

No never!

“I don’t have all day, Little Mouse,” He

snarled, making me flinch, my hands instantly going to his shoulders.

“S-sorry!”

Pouting I began massaging his shoulders, unsure if I was doing this correctly, but when a low groan left his lips, I got my answer. My heart thundered, I guess I was doing it correctly.

Goddess… how long did I have to do this?

He tilted his head back, and I moved away just before his head almost touched my breasts. Suddenly he reached up grabbing the back of my head making me squeak in fear as he yanked me closer, “I didn’t say you could move.”

“Y-yes.” I whispered, trying not to tremble as I massaged his shoulders. To my utter dismay, I could see he was hard,

and he didn’t seem to care that I could

see. Did he have no shame?

That scary thing… I shuddered inwardly.

He closed his eyes, his hand running down my neck, my stomach fluttered when his fingers ran down my arm, making my entire body tingle. “Don’t stop.” His voice came, and I realised I had stopped massaging him.

“Yes, my prince.” I whispered as I continued, my eyes fixed on his defined

muscles.

“I hate that title.”

Then what do I call you?

I remained silent, daring not to question

foound myself observing

deadly man before me. If we forgot about how unhinged he was, you could see he was perfection, from his smooth brown skin to

He

unlike me!

it because he worked out so

blessed with incredible features too, those lips looked soft, his nose firm and strong, and behind those thick

was the man from my nightmares… Why was

sure to target all the knots I

were still closed, I slowly sat down on the edge of the tub, twisting my body, so

that nightmare…

I shivered at the pain I always felt in my

pressed my thumb into a certain area, rubbing in circles to ease the tension in him. I looked down, gazing into those

could see the flecks of gold and green blending into

were looking

own flew open wide as I jerked back, my heart thumping as

wearing thin, Little Omega.” He growled, “I was enjoying that massage, but your constant squealing like a

Pig?

there

that was piglike! Just because my skin wasn’t so perfect, and yes, I turned pink at times but it did not mean I was a pig! If I was a pig, then he was a bulldog or

rottweiler! 1

wonder what goes through that mind of yours…” He murmured his

share my thoughts! I didn’t dare give him the chance to warn

got back to

Wash my back.”

several seconds to

had just said, my

the bottle of

“C-could you

hesitantly.

up on the tub,

I was thorough and firm, pretending I was washing a rug or

scrub, scrub… I hummed

head. 1

something sensual, he was wrong. He was a dirty mat that needed a good clean! Soon he will realise that I am not

he probably wanted, I was a good cleaner, nothing

raised his arm, and I added more body wash to

His eyes were on my breasts

I was scrubbing,

I slowed

I wanted this over and done with fast! His eyes kept flickering from red to gold-green

to move back, he grabbed hold of my wrist, and in one swift. movement, he yanked me into the tub.

the edge of the bathtub,

and I whimpered in fear.

I kept repeating in my head, trying to fight the fear that was

me

mantra, I stayed stiff in his

his legs and his manhood

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