Chapter 30 Massage

Serena’s POV My fingers worked methodically over Damien's tense neck muscles, feeling the knots and tension beneath my touch. Damien let out a quiet sigh. "Thanks for this, Serena," he murmured, his eyes closed as he savored the massage. I smiled, continuing to knead the stress away. "You've been carrying so much lately. It's the least I can do." Damien's phone buzzed on the coffee table, and he reached for it with a sigh. "More work, probably." "Any news on Olivia?" I asked, my concern evident in my voice. He shook his head. "No change. She's stable, but the doctors are keeping her for observation." I could see the weariness etched on his face. "I spoke to Charles today," he began, shifting the conversation to the looming work matters. "There's a crucial meeting tomorrow. Olivia's absence has left a gap, and we need someone to fill it. Charles' secretary agreed to schedule the meeting it, but I need you to take Olivia's place." I paused in my massage, a mix of