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.

and whispered, “Thank

wrists? Do

I

my wrists prickled like a comb of fine needles, but it was nothing compared to the sharper, subtler stings echoing through

was overwhelming, tormenting, and yet not entirely unbearable.

The shower had ended, and nothing had happened.

he have to be so gentlemanly? I never asked

for me to be some upfront strumpet before

off, he placed a fresh towel over my shoulder, holding the other in place to keep

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

was too sheepish to ask, but it warmed me more

so composed, so effortlessly perfect, felt like a balm on

clean clothes on the bed. “Here, take your time getting dressed. I’ll

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

the bathroom–probably to shower himself since

bathrobe. “Are you done? I’d like to put some antiseptic

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