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.

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

I continued, my eyes fixed on

“I hate that title.”

do

daring not 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 blessed with incredible features too, those lips looked soft, his nose firm and

the man from my nightmares… Why

thoughts, 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

than being stabbed to death. I shivered at the pain I always felt in my nightmares; it felt so

thumb into a certain area, rubbing in circles to ease the tension in him. I looked down, gazing into those gold-green eyes that were watching me. They were like

see the flecks of gold and green blending into one another … such intense

were looking

back, my heart thumping as I realised the prince

that massage, but your

Pig?

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

I could never share my thoughts! I didn’t dare give him the chance to warn

said, my heart thumping as I hesitantly reached for the bottle of body wash,

he sat forward, and I tucked one knee up on the tub, making it easier to reach him

I hummed in my

he thought this was going to be something sensual, he was wrong. He was a dirty mat that needed a good clean! Soon he will realise that I am not the perfect sensual

working on his arms. His eyes were on my breasts now, and I realised that the faster I was scrubbing, the more they were moving. I slowed down, trying not to move so much, yet

lips as water splashed everywhere, and I grabbed onto his arm and the edge of the bathtub, my heart pounding as a huge wave of water splashed

strong arms wrapped around me, and I whimpered

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