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.

face down and allowed Olivia to

done with the acupuncture. You practice medicine, so you should be more

put up with it to gain his trust. Even so, she couldn't help but be a

would at least feel

are you so

Olivia was rendered speechless.

him as a

The force she applied was perfect. She was very on point with the pressure points,

had taken a look at her hands when

she said she was. But most people who used firearms would have calluses on their palms. Olivia

from his shoulders to his back. Finally, she

saying this now. This is as far down as I'm willing to massage. I have

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

pinched his waist. "Those are not important to

you pretend to be

better condition after the massage. He patted Olivia's head and said, "Massage me

It's very tiring,"

to do it the day after

"Why?"

"The war is starting."