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

had led me into an awkward spot, and I felt

if under a spell, I reclined and allowed him to unbutton my shirt. He was precise and

my muscles were

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

me, making me realize I might have been

the ointment. He

was stunningly

man to me, but Atlas eclipsed him. There was no

handsome, Atlas was a Greek god.

you seen

as if he could

and struggled to control my racing heart and uneven breathing.

gullible person I’ve ever met for letting them invade your home. Even if you had taken a

his words were oddly enlightening. I kept my eyes closed until he

applying the ointment, loving the feel of his hands moving

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