Under the heiress facade

Chapter 318

As Hera spoke, she deftly tied up her long hair in a braid that hung down her back

“Alright,” Bernard replied as he finished sending his messages. Then, he switched off his phone and lay down.

Hera rolled up her sleeves, exposing her fair, slender arm. She glanced at Bernard’s loose, baggy bathrobe, then went into the bathroom before coming out and tossing him a towel, “Take off your bathrobe.”

Hera picked up a gold needle and wiped it with alcohol Under the light, the needle glinted with a cold flash

She turned to look at him. “Do you want to know how it feels to be half–paralyzed?”

Bernard just stared at her. He realized that he shouldn’t be flirting with a woman who was focused on her work.

He took off his bathrobe and used the towel to cover his nether regions. Like a fair maiden awaiting her prince, he lay on the water bed expectantly.

was already familiar with his pressure points, and the way she administered the needles

needles. All 16 of the main gold needles were custom–made by

needles.

It seemed like the effects had kicked in, and he

Then, she just lay on the

he was in the army. How did he

tender and smooth skin despite

at the heart–wrenching scars on h other patch of skin that was unmarred

chest. His face

probably the only

area on his body. There was no

bottles from her bag. One contained an almond–colored powder, and the other contained a transparent liquid. She mixed them and gently applied the ointment to the scars on his body.