Violet’s POV
If Theodore knew I had another man’s hands on me, there’s a pretty good chance he wouldn’t be making it off my property alive.
The man I hadn’t met before today applied just the right pressure, and a moan escaped my lips – loudly.
“Really, Vi?” Lily teased from somewhere else in the great room.
“Shut up,” I retorted, knowing full well from the heat in my cheeks that my blushing was visible. I was glad I couldn’t see anyone’s faces with the cucumber slices covering my eyes.
The furniture in the great room had been rearranged to accommodate two massage tables for me and Lily as a surprise for me. I hadn’t realized how badly I needed it.
Because the truth was I was worried as hell. The clearly fake rogue attacks all over the news last night would surely destroy support
