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

alone

tell me! Larissa reminded him. She was truly worried about his injury.

Immediately after, he saw Kevan hall- naked on the

“I didn’t see anything. Just carry

misunderstanding. She shouted after him. “Dylan, come

one hand and a cup of coffee in the other. He was at ease, as if he was in

top earlier.

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 to the lounge,” he

Dylan. “Have Howie order some takeout

was Kevan’s

Larissa. “Didn’t you say that Lana came all the way here to express her gratitude to Kevan? Since I have coffee and

why he asked her to go back to the

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

Hands in his pockets, Kevan spoke nonchalantly, “At least yours is

of coffee and nodded in acknowledgment, and his

bin pulside the presidential office. Could it be your sister’s?” Dylan gave Kevan

you!”

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

call Lana up and question her about the

containers.