Chapter 57

Abel heard her sweet voice and trembled. He vaguely gazed at Avery's massive black hair, his frosty eyes warm, and his gaze became softer.

The more he looked at her, the more his stare became lustful. He thought, how could she be so happy and free-spirited? While he feels sad and empty.

Abel stared at Avery so intensively that his soul burned with an unquenchable desire.

He folded his long sleeves shrit and picked the oil tray. He pulled the massive hair that covered her back aside, exposing her tanned skin to his lustful eyes.

Swallowing the lump in his throat, Abel put the tray on a side stool. The tray held various types of oil bottles.

He found the one labeled lavender oil. He took it, open it and poured out a little on his plam and then applied it on Avery's back. He moved his hands carefully, rubbing the oil around her shoulder.

As soon as his rough hands touched her soft skin, Avery felt goosebumps all over her body and a gentle moan escaped from her lips.

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