Sweet Subterfuge

Chapter 149

The massage oil had a strong pungent medicated scent that was rather repulsive.

Kevan’s first thought was to get up, but Larissa’s warm touch on his back was so comfort ng that he decided to put up with the

unpleasant smell

Kevan closed his eyes and bit his lower lip instinctively, restraining himself from all thoughts of trying to escape.

The expression on his lace twisted into a grimace, making Larissa think that she had applied too much force. She carefully reduced the

pressure on his back

“Does it hurt?” she asked Kevan

Kevan shook his head, “It doesn’t hurt at all”

He had survived worse injuries, such as getting shot at er stabbed with a knife. A massage from her was nothing more than a mosquito

let alone painful.

Larissa reminded him. She

office. Immediately after, he saw Kevan hall- naked on the sola with Larissa bent over him. Naturally, his mind went into

hurry. “I didn’t see anything. Just carry

moment before realizing Dyler’s misunderstanding. She shouted after him. “Dylan, come back here”

a cup of coffee in

earlier. “You

covered the bruise with some gauze. He shot a disapproving glance at Dylan, suppressing his frustration at being interrupted during his private moment with Larissa. “TII take you to

Dylan. “Have Howie order some

was Kevan’s assistant.

gratitude to Kevan? Since I have

suit Mr. Rogers’s taste. That’s why he asked her to go

cooked lunch for him? Dylan pouted with a straw between his lips. “She’s playing

spoke nonchalantly, “At least

of coffee and nodded in acknowledgment,

which, I saw a bag containing a lunch box inside. It’s in the trash bin pulside the presidential office. Could it be your sister’s?” Dylan gave Kevan a side–eye. “Did you say something nasty to her? She must have been

you!”

bag easily. Inside were the insulated lunch box and thermos she lent to

Lana up and question her about the

containers.