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 was truly

this sentence when he opened the door and entered Kevan’s office. Immediately after, he saw Kevan hall- naked on the sola with Larissa bent

a hurry. “I didn’t

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

the situation. Dylan settled comfortably on the sofa, holding a sandwich in one hand and a cup of coffee in the other. He was at ease, as if he was

himself for being so over the top earlier. “You guys were in such a compromising position. Anyone

his shirt leisurely after Larissa 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

turned to Dylan. “Have Howie order some takeout for

Kevan’s assistant.

gratitude to Kevan? Since I have coffee and sandwiches, surely he would have something for lunch? By the way, I haven’t seen your sister.

doesn’t suit Mr. Rogers’s taste. That’s why he asked her to go back to the hotel Larissa

a straw

Kevan spoke nonchalantly,

sip of coffee and nodded

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

you!”

Dylan’s lip, Larissa found the bag easily. Inside were the insulated lunch box and thermos she lent

up and question her about the lood. Silently, Larissa discarded the untouched food

containers.