Chapter 122 Do You Want Me To Make You?

I wanted to leave this place. Caution was key, and I wondered if I’d been too vulnerable around him.

Atlas paused and looked at me. “What’s the matter? Am I that scary to you?”

My face was flushed as I asked, “Who said I’m scared?”

Although I put on a tough face, I was in shambles.

“If you were more cautious around that scumbag, you wouldn’t be in this state!” He said, “Don’t worry. I won’t do anything you’re uncomfortable with. Unless you want me to…”

Atlas remained indifferent to my pleading eyes.

“Lie down! You’ll feel better soon.” His tone softened. “Do you want me to make you?”

I

Good intentions had led me

spell, I reclined and allowed him to unbutton my shirt. He was precise and gentle when

ointment, but my muscles were

time, if you can’t win, run. It’s not shameful. Take a deep breath and strike hard to ensure your safety. A

touched me, making me realize I might have been foolish.

watched him while he applied the ointment. He had long eyelashes, a defined nose, and

Atlas was

be the most attractive man to me, but Atlas eclipsed

was handsome, Atlas was a Greek

seen

if he could read

struggled to control my racing heart and uneven

home. Even if you had taken a knife to them,

tone, his words were oddly enlightening. I kept my eyes closed

the ointment, loving the feel of

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