Chapter 239

With a soft thud, Calliope's face flushed an instant red, warmth surging to her ears as her glistening eyes flickered like startled deer – she didn't dare meet his gaze. Conrad couldn't help but chuckle at her reaction, his Adam's apple bobbing slightly before he reached out and gently pinched her burning cheek. "You look like a ripe peach. Makes me wanna take a bite." As he spoke, his fingers moved swiftly, unfastening a few buttons at the front of her shirt. Calliope squeezed her eyes shut and turned her face aside, like she'd just given up resisting completely. Then came the sudden, cold touch of ointment on her skin. His fingers were rough, calloused from years of training, but right now he moved carefully, slowly massaging the cream over the bruised area. It was sharp at first, a bit painful, but more than that, there was a strange tingling that shot through her entire body like electricity. She tensed up, shivers running down her spine, even her breathing turned erratic. "Does it