Luca’s shoulder even had another towel to wipe Eric. His technique was like a professional!
If Luca had not suddenly opened his mouth, Eric would not have known that the one who came to give him a bath was actually Luca!
Eric was angry and annoyed because another man touched him, but he did not know who to take it out o n.
Luca’s fierce face was calm as he said, "Ms. Stanton ordered for me to give you a bath and massage..."
Although Luca, as a bodyguard, felt very uncomfortable doing such a thing, this house only had two other men. That fat butler was snoring and could not be awakened even when Luca kicked him. Thus, Luca could only sacrifice himself.
Eric's eyes narrowed sharply. His face was complex and deep at this time. His chest was heaving violently, and his mind was blank.
He clenched the handle of the wheelchair with a grim face.
Luca looked a little hesitant as he made up his mind." Mint scented then..."
It did not seem appropriate that a big man would use strawberry-scented body wash.
After that, Luca skillfully pumped the body wash onto his hand and was about to lather it onto Eric’s body when Eric interrupted him.
Eric’s voice was deep, oppressive, and restrained.
"Get out!" He said through clenched teeth.
Even if Eric felt cold, he could not stand the idea of Luca touching him so intimately again.
He knew that he would go crazy.
Luca’s fierce face froze slightly as he was a little surprised. 'Why did his attitude change so fast?
Wasn't he enjoying it just now?'
Luca held the bottle of body wash and looked tangled.
"Mr. Ferguson, you really don’t want a massage?"
'It's Ms. Stanton's orders...'
Eric glared at Luca with a sharp and cold gaze. His face was extremely glum. "Do you need me to repeat myself?!"
Luca pursed his lips. 'Okay then, since he refused, I can’t force him...'
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