Hold My Tear, I’m Getting My Wife Back!

Chapter 349

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Leanne gazed at him, dazed and confused, not understanding his intentions, until Curtis’ large hand enveloped her foot, his warm palm pressing against her sole. Instinctively, she

recoiled.

Curtis tightened his grip, holding her firmly as he lifted his eyes to meet hers. “What are you afraid of?”

“It tickles a bit,” Leanne admitted.

The corner of Curtis’ mouth twitched upward in a subtle smile, and his tone was lazy yet laced with an emotion hard to decipher. “Oh? Others don’t make it tickle, but I do?”

His wrists were lean, the veins beneath his skin accentuating the rugged power of his masculinity, contrasting sharply with her delicate feet.

Leanne felt uncomfortable, her mind overpowered by his presence, managing only a feeble/protest, “No one else has touched them.

“Is that so?”

Curtis’ voice was light, almost breezy, but beneath that feigned tranquility was a stormy darkness more violent than a surfy sea.

From a young age, Curtis harbored a fierce protective instinct toward Leanne, his sister in name only. No one else could touch her. For what he once did not understand, he then knew it was not just protectiveness but a possessive desire.

were usual, especially after a long day at work. It was nothing out of the ordinary except that Curtis felt the urge to break the hands of

her.

Leanne that wasn’t beautiful. Even the shape of her ankles was exquisitely

ankle bones, sliding from the back to the

pressure points and focusing instead on the spots that elicited the most intense

she tried to

she couldn’t escape.

the matter? Don’t you like

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intense, and he watched her furrowed brows and tightly pursed lips. “Does it

Leanne had never really gone for a professional massage, she knew it wasn’t how it was supposed

session when the masseuse touched a spot to reflect kidney health. Ever so competitive,

voice coming out all nasally, making her sound pretty pathetic. “$top

capturing her legs and spreading them apart as he kneeled between them, trapping her beneath him in a

betraying no sign of the emotional turmoil inside. “No massage, then? What were you doing at the spa for so long?”

her down. Leanne felt like prey with no escape, wisely attempting to explain, “I didn’t stay long at the spa. I only had a quick back rub before I

back

A back rub?

to improve Curtis’ mood.