Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince Chapter 1255
Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince
Crystalâs POV:
The out-of-control three forces my body had experienced had left lasting damage to it.I had never expected that I would lose movement in my legs one day.I wanted to walk, but my legs couldnât take the strain.
One round of therapy later, I felt like I had done a ten-kilometer run with a heavy load.
I hadnât even felt this exhausted when Iâd trained under Leonard.
Now I was almost ready to drop with fatigue because of my therapy.I was sweating profusely.
Rufus carried me to the sofa.
âDrink some warm water first.â
Rufus took a tray, which was laden with several energy-replenishing snacks and water, from the servant.
Collapsing against the back of the sofa, I narrowed my eyes and nodded.
In reality, I didnât even have the strength to move my fingers, let alone drink water.
Rufus seemed to understand my state and lifted the glass to my mouth.I lowered my head and sipped the warm water.
After I finished drinking, he produced a tube of ointment from somewhere, telling me that it would relax my muscles and help them recover.
âJust put it on the table.Iâll apply it later.â
I shifted a little and settled down into a more comfortable position, intending to take a nap and rest a little.
However, Rufus didnât let me rest.
Instead, he lifted me and seated me on his lap like a child.
âIâll give you a massage.You donât need to do it yourself.â
I instantly tugged the hem of my trousers down.
âNo, no, no.I can do it myself.â
âNo, I donât trust you.Let me do it.â
Rufus didnât allow me to refuse and gently pushed my hands away.
There was nothing I could do to stop him, so I had to submit to him.
I mumbled, âWhy canât you trust me?â
Rufus didnât respond.
Instead, he applied the ointment to my calves and massaged them with moderate pressure.It was so relaxing that my eyes began to get heavy.
After a while, he stopped.
I thought he was done.
However, he made me lie flat on the sofa and took my pants off before I could react, leaving me in just my underwear.
When I snapped to my senses, I instantly covered my private parts.
My voice was filled with shyness and anger as I demanded, âWhat are you doing?â
What a jerk! I should never have had s*x with him! Just like five years ago, he just couldnât get enough of it.
However, the situation was different now.
I wouldnât let Rufus succeed, even if he actively seduced me.
âIâm giving you a massage.Why, whatâs wrong?â
Rufus watched me with a weird expression, as if he was wondering what the reason for my objection was.He remained as businesslike as always, being neither sloppy nor lustful.
It seemed that I had thought too much.I awkwardly coughed, my feet automatically tensing.
âAre you done?â
âNo.This is necessary,â Rufus replied in a tone that brooked no arguments.
I didnât know what to say and tried to ignore the feel of his hands.
As he massaged me, my mind began to wander.I recalled what Rufus had just said, and I sensed that he knew something.
Well, I was lucky that my skills in playing dumb had improved.
Otherwise, I wouldnât have known how to face him.
All of a sudden, Rufus lifted me in his arms and began to walk in the direction of the bathroom.
âYou are sweating.Youâll be safe from catching a cold once you take a bath.â
I didnât refuse, because I really was perspiring.I wrapped my arms around Rufusâ neck.I asked him to leave the bathroom once he placed me down.
He was about to say something, but stopped after reconsidering it.
After a few seconds, he asked, âAre you still angry with me?â
I was nonplussed and didnât know how to answer his question.
Silence descended over the bathroom, our breathing the only sound audible.I considered it for a while and was about to say something.
But at that same moment, Rufus turned his head and mumbled, âI knew this was a bad idea and it wouldnât work.â
I almost burst out laughing.
Why was he so cute?