Logan was also reluctant to leave Hera with a man who seemed so brutish. Despite Rafael’s good looks, his actions revealed that he was ustomed to being treated like a king wherever he went. Logan feared that once they left, Rafael might take the opportunity to teach Hera a lesson.


    Sandra, skilled at reading a room, and the shop assistant both quietly left. Sandra had to exert considerable effort to drag the reluctant Logan out, who was unwilling to leave Hera alone with Rafael. Despite Logan’s resistance, he couldn’t win against Sandra and the shop assistant, who each took one of his arms and led him out.


    Before Hera realized it, she and Rafael were alone in the room. She was too absorbed in the blissful sensation of Rafael’s massages to notice. When Rafael found a particrly good spot, Hera let out an unconscious, suggestive moan, her eyes closing as she gripped the armrest. The sound drew Rafael’s attention away from her feet, and he looked up at her, his eyes darkening as he struggled to contain the beast within him.


    He pressed a few more acupoints on Hera’s sole, making her gasp and moan as the tension and exhaustion melted away from her body. Little did she know, her reactions were having a different effect on Rafael. Now, he deliberately targeted the spots he knew would elicit the most intense responses, watching her writhe like a snake on the couch. He licked his dry lips, his Adam’s apple bobbing as his eyes glistened with lust.


    He never imagined that a simple action like this could arouse him so intensely that he could feel his shaft tenting in his pants, as excitedly as a younger him would. His throat went dry and his body temperature rose, but the warmth of his hands only added to Hera’sfort, like a heated stone used in a spa.


    He slowly let his hands move up a little higher, squeezing her tired legs from their long walk. Hera, unsuspecting, continued to enjoy theforting massage Rafael was offering, unaware that his hands were gradually moving higher and higher, reaching her thigh. Fortunately for Hera, she was wearing cks, not a skirt; otherwise, Rafael’s hands might have ventured much further already.


    When Hera snapped back to reality, she realized Rafael’s hands had already reached the upper part of her thigh, dangerously close to her sensitive areas. As she opened her eyes, she met Rafael’s intense gaze, hungry and focused, like a wolf starved for days without food or water.


    She held her breath, staring back at Rafael in disbelief. She couldn’t fathom what hade over her, allowing him to massage her. Perhaps her exhaustion had clouded her judgment, that she momentarily forgot that the male leads never wasted a good opportunity to be intimate with the female lead, and since she was trying to steal the female lead’s position, that also meant, she would be receiving such attention from the male leads.


    This realization made her bite her lower lip unconsciously. But for Rafael, this only fueled his desire to skyrocket. He felt his whole body heat up as ifva was flowing through his veins, making him ufortably warm. Yet, his expression remained unchanged, his gaze fixed on Hera. His hands continued their gentle work, never ceasing their magic.


    Inadvertently, Hera let out another soft moan as Rafael pressed a sensitive acupoint in her thigh, sending a tingling sensation to her sensitive areas. She felt it throbbing with a lingering sensation that traveled through her body, from her thighs up to her scalp.


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    WARNING!!!


    A little [MATURE CONTENT] in the next Chapter!!!