Even after Her Death by Rita Bond

Chapter 191 The Journal

My face burned even redder, but at this point, there was no turning back.

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The moment my silk robe slipped to the floor, I collapsed onto the bed like a lifeless doll, burying my face. into the soft silk sheets beneath me.

Out of the corner of my ear, I thought 1 heard a faint chuckle from Carter, though I didn't dare to lift my head and confirm it.

Muffled by the sheets, I muttered, "Carter, you can start now."

To break the awkwardness, I even tried to joke. "Don't go easy on me just because I'm a delicate woman."

"Alright." His laugh was clearer this time, low and warm

Then, he lifted my leg gently.

The unexpected contact made me flinch, my instincts pulling me away.

"Don't be scared, Zoey,"

His soothing tone calmed me, and I forced myself to stay still as he applied a cool ointment to my calf and began spreading it evenly.

The room filled with the faint scent of herbs. The moment his fingers pressed down, I couldn't help but

cry out.

I'm not even using much pressu

"Okay...

Relax."

He started massaging gently. "It might hurt a little at first, but the ointment works best with this technique. You'll feel much better tomorrow."

His words startled me. "Wait, you're going to massage it too?

"Of course. After exercise, you do stretches or use a massage gun to relax your muscles, don't you? This is the same idea. Just think of me as your massage therapist." Think of Carter as a massage therapist. Who in their right mind would dare?

Still, his technique felt surprisingly professional. Each motion pressed perfectly into the tension points along my muscles and tendons.

Gripping the sheets tightly, I clenched my teeth against the pain.

"Just hang in there, he murmured in a low, soothing voice, "A bit of pain now, and you'll feel much better

afterward.

"Alright...

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fade, and my stiff calf muscles loosened. A wave of relief washed over me, making me

the back of my

do this?"

a leg injury, he was

the way," he said casually. "Alright, next is

skillful hands had earned my trust,

I spoke

dress up to the top of my thigh, the heat that had finally subsided returned with a vengeance, spreading across my

fingertips brushed against my skin. I let out a

of sweat formed on my forehead from the sharp, shooting pain. His eyes, warm and focused, met mine. "Be good. Zoey. Just endure it for a bit

imperceptible trace of something intimate in

quickly buried my face into the sheets, silently chanting in my

his fingertips against my skin. Each stroke sent my thoughts spiraling in directions I couldn't

streetlights. The yard lights cast a warm and

to drift a

always dealt with my injuries alone, quietly enduring without anyone to lean

been focused

attention

massaging me with unwavering patience for nearly two hours. He seemed tireless, far more enduring than any massage

creep in. It didn't seem fair for him to keep going while I just lay

I'm feeling much better now. You can

smiled faintly. "I'm fine. Are you sure you're feeling

I hopped off the bed and spun around in front of

knew it,

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his deep, husky voice murmured in my car, "Zoey, I'm a normal man. If you keep this up, you're

bed, pulling the covers tightly around myself until I was cocooned. From under the blankets, I mumbled, "Good

chuckled softly, his tone carrying a

the lingering warmth of his

I was too exhausted to dwell on it and

day, after a grueling morning of training, Damian reminded me, "Mrs. Bolton, the Sanders have

paused mid-crunch, beads of sweat rolling down my cheeks. "Who's on

"All the Boltons,

two families recently, the Sanders were likely using

to retrieve, including a journal that

so it shouldn't have been confiscated by

the key evidence to take

go get

I took a shower. When I emerged, Carter was waiting for

last night's incident, as he'd predicted, I was

the way, does massage help your leg? If it does, maybe I could try

so much for me; I wanted to return the favor