Even After Death Novel (Olivia)

After a while, Wayne walked into the room briskly and beckoned her over.

"Come. Begin treatment."

Olivia was very obedient this time. She had already prepared everything she needed for the treatment in advance.

"Take off your clothes."

"You do it."

"Why are you so lazy?" Olivia grumbled as she pulled on the zipper of his jacket.

She slowed down visibly when she was close to the wound on his arm. She tugged at the sleeve lightly with one hand and pressed on his arm lightly with the other.

Wayne's skin color was slightly tanned. The contrast was very obvious when Olivia's fingers were on his skin.

Did all women have such small hands? Were they all so pale?

Olivia's hand felt soft and tender on his arm. For some reason, Wayne thought about the time he slapped her bottom. It was also very soft and supple.

She didn't know what was going through his mind. She was just changing his bandages for him. Before he could savor her touch more, she was already done with the bandaging.

lay in bed with his face down and allowed Olivia to stick needles into his

sore. Massage it for me when you're done with the acupuncture. You

but she convinced herself to put up with it to gain his trust. Even

he would at least

to eat? Why are you so

Olivia was rendered speechless.

had been sold to him as a slave. Did she have to do his

could feel the warmth of Olivia's hands. The force she applied was perfect. She was very on point with the pressure points,

He had taken a look at her hands when she was dressing

was. But most people who used firearms would

shoulders to his back. Finally, she

as I'm willing to massage. I have my

snickered and said disdainfully, "Pride is worthless. Both power and money

waist. "Those are not important

be a saint," Wayne said

like his body was in a better condition after the massage. He patted Olivia's head and said, "Massage me every day from today

much. It's very tiring," Olivia

to do it

"Why?"

"The war is starting."