Hillary POVI facepalmed myself for the umpteenth time as Loukas disagreed with my choice of exercise for him. Ever since we started therapy that morning, he had been against everything that I was doing. "Can't you massage my legs without caressing them?""Loukas!" I turned to face Rotimi, who was moving the equipment needed for the therapy with three other men. After signing the contract a day before, he gave me one of his empty rooms and, within a few hours, it was remodeled into a physiotherapy room. Loukas made sure everything was made available, including a mini glass desk, a leather chair for me, and a brown couch that fit his height in case we decided to have a discussion, which I knew was never going to happen. While Rotimi and the men were bringing in the equipment, Loukas and I began his muscle exercise, but he disagreed anytime I tried to help him move his hand."Aren't you going to let me raise your right hand?" I asked Loukas, who slapped my hand when I tried to touch him
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