Even after Her Death by Rita Bond

Chapter 189

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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glanced down at the bedspread, now crumpled

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

the back of my hand. "Carter, how do you even know how

do this?"

with a leg injury, he

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

earned my trust, so I

spoke

of my thigh, the heat that had finally subsided

his fingertips brushed against my skin. I let out a

forehead from the sharp, shooting pain. His eyes, warm and focused,

imperceptible trace of something intimate

sheets, silently chanting in my

fingertips against my skin. Each stroke

soft glow of streetlights. The yard lights cast a warm and festive glow,

started to drift a

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

been focused on

attention

with unwavering patience for nearly two hours. He

to creep in. It didn't

feeling much better now. You can stop. Aren't

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

bed and spun around in front of him. "Look,

knew it, I fell straight

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holding me close as his deep, husky voice murmured in my car, "Zoey, I'm a normal man.

the bed, pulling the covers tightly around myself until I

his tone carrying a trace of indulgence.

the lingering warmth of his fingertips

too exhausted to dwell

morning of training, Damian reminded me, "Mrs. Bolton, the Sanders have invited you over

down my cheeks. "Who's on the

"All the Boltons,

the tension between the two families recently, the Sanders were

old room still held a few personal items I needed to retrieve, including a journal that

hidden the journal well, so it shouldn't have been confiscated by

day, that journal would become the key evidence to take

I'll go get

Carter was waiting for

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

leg? If it does, maybe I could

for me; I wanted

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