The Richest Man in Metropolis is My Backer by Dream Searcher

Chapter 407

Chapter 406

I felt warm water run down my body and shivered despite myself.

“You can raise your hands to keep the water from touching your wrists,” Soren reminded me.

His voice was lower than usual.

I turned away. It made the situation feel a little less embarrassing.

He began scrubbing my back with soap, his warm, thick palins moving slowly and thoroughly. His touch was careful, almost reverent.

I could tell Soren was holding himself back. That restraint, paradoxically, made my heart race. For a fleeting moment, desire surged through me. I actually wanted to turn around and press myself against him.

I wanted it to happen.

But before I could summon the courage, the water stopped. Then I heard him croak, “It’s done. I’ll wipe you clean with a towel now.”

I shivered again as a soft towel settled over my body.

to face him and whispered,

your wrists? Do they hurt?”

I can

prickled like a comb of fine needles, but it

the feeling. It was overwhelming, tormenting, and yet not

disappointed. The shower had ended, and nothing had happened.

it, why did he have to be so gentlemanly? I never asked

waiting for me to be some upfront strumpet before doing what

fresh towel over my shoulder, holding

left the bathroom, I couldn’t help but wonder how a man who had spent his life being served and pampered knew how to care for someone like this. His actions were so precise, so practiced, they almost felt second nature.

ask, but it

the slow collapse of a spectacularly failing relationship, meeting someone so composed, so effortlessly

bed. “Here, take

just wanted to give me some privacy. At that point, I felt like my entire body had turned red. I couldn’t even squeak out

himself since

done? I’d like to put some antiseptic cream on your wrists.”

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