His Dark Obsession

His Dark Obsession By Moonlight Muse Chapter 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.

stomach fluttered when his fingers ran down my arm, making my entire body tingle. “Don’t stop.” His voice came, and

my prince.” I whispered as I continued, my eyes fixed on

“I hate that title.”

what do I call

to question him. Instead, I foound myself observing the beauty of the deadly man before me. If we forgot about how unhinged he was, you could see he was

he worked out so much? He was blessed with incredible features too, those lips looked soft, his nose firm and strong, and behind those thick lashes,

from my nightmares… Why was he

I continued massaging him, making sure to target all the knots I could feel. This was something that Grandmother Philomena made me do often enough, and I was good at it. Seeing his eyes were still closed, I slowly sat down on the

to death. I shivered at the pain I always felt in my nightmares; it felt

circles to ease the tension in him. I looked down, gazing into those gold-green eyes that were watching me. They were like gems, so clear and

of gold and green blending into

that were

my heart thumping as I realised the

“I was enjoying that massage, but your

Pig?

nothing about me that was piglike! Just because my skin wasn’t so perfect, and yes, I turned pink at

glared at me. Oh, I could never share my thoughts! I didn’t dare give him the chance to warn me once again

my heart thumping as I hesitantly reached for the bottle of body wash, squirting a bit of it onto

I tucked one knee up on the tub, making it easier to reach him and began sponging his back. I made sure I was thorough and firm, pretending I

scrub… I hummed in my

to be something sensual, he was wrong. He was a dirty mat that needed a good clean! Soon he

down, trying not to move so much, yet I wanted this over and done

and I grabbed onto his arm and the edge of the bathtub,

me,

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