Feeling

Ella had tidied herself up, Laras looked worried about her daughter.

"Are you sure it's all right, or just let mom give Mr. Edward a massage?" Said Laras.

"It's okay, mom. You know how Mr. Edward's character. After all, the punishment was still small. Look at me, am I got injured? I am a strong woman, so you don't have to worry, mom." Ella grinned, didn't let her mother replace her duties.

Ella has brought all the equipment, aromatherapy candles, olive oil, and a small towel. Her palm still stung, but this was no reason for Edward to compensate her.

Ella knocked on Edward's door, and after hearing Edward answer her. Only then did she dare to step in.

Edward was already wearing trousers and wearing towel pajamas.

He looks serious and stares at the tablet screen while sitting on his favorite big chair. Ella stepped cautiously. From the look on his face, Ella could tell his mood wasn't getting any better.

Ella has started to put down the therapy candle and light it.

She stood beside Edward, who was still serious, staring at his tablet. Ella glanced slightly at the tablet and read a headline. Regarding business information, which she also doesn't understand.

"Mr. Edward, everything is ready. Do you want it now? Or later?" Ella asked carefully.

"Mmmm ..." Edward replied without looking at Ella. 

Edward stood up, took off his pajamas, and this time wore only trousers. 

He began to lie down on the bed, gave, and showed his back towards Ella.

Ella had already rubbed olive oil on the palms of her hands, looking irritably at Edward's back. It felt like she wanted to give a punch, but she could still endure it.

Ella had already started massaging Edward's back, and her employer seemed to be enjoying it.

"Where's your strength? Has digging a hole cost you a lot of energy." Edward quipped on purpose.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Edward," Ella replied and tightened the remaining tension even more.

"I'm tired lately, especially yesterday's party." Said Edward, who had closed his eyes. Ella also deliberately hit hard instead of massaging slowly.

Three hours passed. Ella glanced at Edward, who was already very fast asleep. She is paying close attention to Edward's face, the sharp nose, the small lips, the thick eyebrows. 

That's why if many women want to be close to him.

"Mr. Edward?" called Ella, curious to determine whether he was fast asleep or not.

"Hmm .. finally...  finished. Mr. Edward, you are handsome, like a prince. I wish if your good looks can match your character." Ella was still looking at Edward.

"I'm sure you can find a kind-hearted woman, instead of you having to keep changing women who just want to have fun with you and not love you."

Ella straightened herself up, grabbed all her massage equipment. Then slowly leave Edward's room.

Edward opened his eyes, and he had heard everything Ella said. He also sat on the side of his bed.

Again he remembered what his servant had said and started laughing at himself. 

"Hh .. prince ??" He said and amused.