Chapter 917 - This Is Not Right....

Opening his eyes, Ryley gathered his resolve and made his way towards the room where Clyde awaited. 

The flickering candlelight cast a warm glow, and the soothing aroma filled the air, yet it did little to calm the storm within him. 

As Ryley entered the room, the relaxing scent of the candles enveloped him. 

His eyes immediately fell on Clyde, who was waiting in a bathrobe. 

Seeing Ryley in the red spa apparel, Clyde almost couldn't hide the surprise on his face. 

The choice of color seemed perfect— Ryley looked utterly captivating in the silky outfit.

"Sir?" Ryley's voice broke through Clyde's momentary reverie. "Are you sure you want to do this? I mean… it's been a while. Shouldn't you just hire a professional massage therapist—"

"It doesn't matter. I want you," Clyde interrupted, his gaze intense and unwavering.

Ryley swallowed hard, lowering his gaze as he mumbled, "A-alright."