Maryâs right hand quickly grabbed the hand that was on her shoulder and twisted it. âWho are you?â
The other party was not impatient. He just quickly grabbed Maryâs left hand that was about to take off the blindfold and pressed it on the bed. His big hand slid down her wrist, and his ten fingers crossed to hold her small hand.
âAre you not satisfied with my service?â
The warm breath sprayed on her pink ear, and her deep and charming voice made Maryâs heart tremble slightly.
In an instant, Maryâs tense muscles all relaxed.
She recognized his voice. It was Monroe Hall!
âYouâre finally willing to show up? Hmph!â Mary shook off the wrist that was being held by her, and broke free from his hand that was holding hers.
She pouted like a child. Monroe Hall could not help but reach out and gently press down on her red lips.
Maryâs expression froze. Because her eyes were covered, she was blind at the moment. Her senses were extremely sensitive!
However, Monroe only lightly touched her and stopped.
He leaned over her ear and asked, âAre you angry?â
Mary laughed coldly. âHow would I dare be angry?â
Feeling her strange aura, Monroe silently laughed. Being careful, he coaxed, âWhy wouldnât you dare? I see that you were very brave to choose a male technician. Do you not think about me?â
Mary raised her proud little face. âYes! I want to choose a handsome and skilled male technician! I was abandoned in Philadelphia and have not been paid any attention to for so many days. Isnât it my freedom to choose a male technician?â
Monroe sighed almost inaudibly. âI rushed back without stopping, so I could do something big! I didnât ignore you. I asked Herman about your situation at least five times a day! I know youâre almost fully recovered, and Iâm happy for you!â
Mary was still angry. âThen why didnât you contact me personally? Did you not take what you said seriously? Was I being played? Such thoughts flashed through my mind every day! I even thought of pretending that nothing had happenedâ¦â
âWhat nonsense are you spouting? Silly baby!â Monroe covered Maryâs small mouth in annoyance.
âYou should calm down first. Iâll give you a massage?â
As the Boss of the Raging Flame Corporation and the head of the underground dynasty of New York City, Mary naturally would not refuse Monroe Hallâs personal massage.
She closed her eyes and felt Monroeâs large hand gently moving through her hair, rubbing her head, neck, and then her shoulders.
Although the technique and feel were not at a professional level, perhaps because she knew who he was, Mary still enjoyed it.
After a while, Mary felt Monroeâs hand moving on her face.
He had already stood up and came to the edge of the room. He was bending over and looking at her.
It had been a few days since they last saw each other. It was as if he could not get enough of her.
âWhatâs wrong?â She asked.
Monroeâs finger gently slid across the bruise on her cheek.
Mary had put on makeup today to hide the slight marks, so it could not be seen with the naked eye.
Monroe asked, âDoes it still hurt?â
Maryâs cheek could not help but lean into Monroeâs palm. âIt doesnât hurt anymore.â
Monroe lowered his head and kissed Maryâs cheek. Then he came to her ear again and asked, âCan I take a look at your other injuries?â
Mary thought that he wanted to look at the leg injury, so she nodded without hesitation.
âLast night, Herman changed my dressing for the last time. He said that itâs not a big deal. Today, you can remove the gauze and wait for the scar to completely healâ¦â
Monroeâs voice paused, and his tone became a little strange. âHerman changed your dressing for you?â
Mary: âYes, is there a problem?â
She wanted to pull off the lace cloth on her face, but Monroe gently pressed her hand.
âBe good, I havenât finished my massage yet.â
Then, Mary felt Monroe lift the front of her shirt.
She covered it with her hand. âWhat are you doing?â
Monroe replied smoothly âYou promised to show me.â
Mary finally realized that he wanted to see her breasts!