Frank composed himself and applied more essence on his palm as he slowly and gently massaged it over Noel's back.

"Ah..." She frowned and gasped—the bruise on her back was larger than the rest, and Frank had accidentally touched a part that hurt.

"Bear with it. It'll be over soon," Frank said, directing liquid vigor to his fingers to clear the bruises.

In seconds, Noel gave in and moaned in a way that would lead thoughts astray.

All her pain was gone, replaced by a gentle warmth that comforted her exceedingly.

"Darling, I have a favor to ask."

A familiar voice could suddenly be heard from the door, and none other than Vicky Turnbull herself strode in.

Noel both looked up at the

seemed to flare. She glared at Frank and Noel hostilely as

a room—the woman only had her underwear

could it be

down, Vicky," Frank quickly said. "Noel had some

exceedingly

them head to toe, jealousy showing on her face. "A naked treatment up close and personal?

was certainly the case—his

bright and honest for the sake of Noel's endorsement and sharing the workload

smiling as she walked up to

arguing about being

moaned, clasping a hand over

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