His Dark Obsession by Moonlight Muse

Chapter 12

12. A Massage

EVANGELINE.

I don’t know how long I stared at him, but when his eyes simmered red, I knew I couldn’t test him any further and slowly inched closer to the bathtub. Now more

than ever wishing there was some bubble bath available. What if I saw his monster?

Then I needed to keep my eyes closed!

I inched nearer and kneeled behind his

head on the floor, thinking this was perfect! He couldn’t even see me from

here. But it was only a few moments later that I realised I couldn’t reach properly from here, and I slowly got up again.

Should I sit on the edge of the tub?

No never!

“I don’t have all day, Little Mouse,” He

snarled, making me flinch, my hands instantly going to his shoulders.

“S-sorry!”

Pouting I began massaging his shoulders, unsure if I was doing this correctly, but when a low groan left his lips, I got my answer. My heart thundered, I guess I was doing it correctly.

Goddess… how long did I have to do this?

He tilted his head back, and I moved away just before his head almost touched my breasts. Suddenly he reached up grabbing the back of my head making me squeak in fear as he yanked me closer, “I didn’t say you could move.”

“Y-yes.” I whispered, trying not to tremble as I massaged his shoulders. To my utter dismay, I could see he was hard,

and he didn’t seem to care that I could

see. Did he have no shame?

That scary thing… I shuddered inwardly.

He closed his eyes, his hand running down my neck, my stomach fluttered when his fingers ran down my arm, making my entire body tingle. “Don’t stop.” His voice came, and I realised I had stopped massaging him.

“Yes, my prince.” I whispered as I continued, my eyes fixed on his defined

muscles.

“I hate that title.”

Then what do I call you?

I remained silent, daring not to question

foound myself

forgot about how unhinged he was, you could

everywhere. He was

unlike me!

because he worked

and strong, and behind those thick lashes, that I only noticed now, were eyes of a stunning colour.

was the man from my nightmares… Why was he

sure to

Grandmother Philomena made me do often enough, and I was good at it. Seeing his eyes were still closed, I slowly sat down on the edge of the tub, twisting my body, so

about that nightmare… I just wish

I shivered at the pain I always felt

the tension in him. I looked down, gazing into those gold-green eyes that

beautiful from this angle, I could see the flecks of gold and green

were looking at

heart thumping

growled, “I was enjoying that

Pig?

there was

that was piglike! Just because my skin wasn’t so perfect, and yes, I turned pink at times but it did not mean I was a pig! If I was a pig, then

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that mind of yours…”

me. Oh, I could never share my thoughts! I didn’t dare

got back to massaging him.

Wash my back.”

took me several seconds

had

as I hesitantly reached for the

onto the sponge. “C-could

hesitantly.

but he sat forward, and I tucked one knee up on the tub, making it

sure I was thorough and firm, pretending I was washing a rug or something.

scrub… I hummed

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thought this was going to be something sensual, he was wrong. He was a dirty mat that needed a good clean! Soon he will

he probably wanted, I was

and I added more body wash to

my breasts now, and

scrubbing, the more they

I slowed down, trying not

eyes kept flickering from red to gold-green and when I finished wiping down

to move back, he grabbed hold of my wrist, and in one swift.

everywhere, and I grabbed onto his arm and the edge of the bathtub, my heart pounding

me, and I whimpered

he won’t force me, he said he won’t force me. I kept repeating in my

encase me

I stayed

right between his legs and his manhood poked my ass I began panicking all over again.

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