Chapter 149

The massage oil had a strong, pungent, medicated scent that was rather repulsive.

Kevan's first thought was to get up, but Larissa's warm touch on his back was so comforting that he decided to put up with the unpleasant smell.

Kevan closed his eyes and bit his lower lip instinctively, restraining himself from all thoughts of trying to escape.

The expression on his face twisted into a grimace, making Larissa think that she had applied too much force. She carefully reduced the pressure on his back.

"Does it hurt?" she asked Kevan.

Kevan shook his head. "It doesn't hurt at all."

He had survived worse injuries, such as getting shot at or stabbed with a knife. A massage from her was nothing more than a mosquito bite, let alone painful.

"If it hurts, you must tell me!" Larissa reminded him. She was truly worried about his injury.

Coincidentally, Dylan heard this sentence when he opened the door and entered Kevan's office. Immediately after, he saw Kevan half-naked on the sofa