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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the bedspread, now crumpled in

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muscles loosened. A wave of relief washed over me, making me almost eager for him to move to

back of my hand. "Carter, how do you

do this?"

with a leg injury,

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

my trust, so

I spoke too

he rolled my dress up to the top of my thigh, the heat that had finally subsided returned with a

against my skin. I let out a

pain. His eyes, warm and

almost imperceptible trace of something intimate in his

silently chanting in

sensation of his fingertips against my skin. Each stroke sent my thoughts spiraling

falling again, fluttering down under the soft glow of streetlights. The yard lights cast

to

quietly enduring

been focused on

attention

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

I was beginning to feel better, guilt started to creep in. It didn't seem fair for

You can

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

prove it, I hopped off the bed and spun around in front of him. "Look, I'm

and before I knew it, I fell straight

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holding me close as his deep, husky voice murmured in my car,

myself until I was cocooned. From under the

chuckled softly, his tone carrying a

the moment passed, I could still feel the

was too exhausted to dwell on it

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

mid-crunch, beads of sweat rolling down my

"All the Boltons,

family dinner. Given the tension between the two families recently, the Sanders were likely using the festive season as an opportunity to smooth

return anyway. My old room still held a few personal items I needed to retrieve, including a journal that chronicled everything

hidden the journal well, so it

become the key

go

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

predicted, I was starting to feel less shy

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

much for me; I