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.

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

continued, my eyes fixed on his defined

“I hate that title.”

what do I

myself observing the beauty of the deadly man before me. If we forgot about how

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

my nightmares… Why was

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 edge of the tub, twisting

I just wish I remembered more than being stabbed to death. I shivered

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

see the flecks of gold and green blending

that were looking at

thumping as I realised the prince was staring into my eyes

growled, “I was enjoying that massage, but your constant

Pig?

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

murmured his expression cold as he glared at me. Oh, I could never share my thoughts! I didn’t dare give him the chance

the

reply, but he sat forward, and I tucked one knee up on the tub, making it easier to reach him and began sponging his back. I made sure

scrub, scrub… I hummed

He was a dirty mat that needed a good clean! Soon he will realise

so much, yet I wanted this over and done with fast! His eyes kept flickering from red to gold-green and when I finished wiping down his neck and was about to move back, he grabbed hold of my wrist, and in one

lips as water splashed everywhere, and I grabbed onto his arm and the edge of the bathtub,

strong arms wrapped around me, and

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