Chapter 37

Rosevelt's POV

As I began to massage Ethane's hair, using my fingers to dig and scratch his head a bit. He let out a slight groan of pleasure which urged me to continue. I couldn't stop, although I was the one giving the massage I felt like I was enjoying it more than he was.

"Your hands are so perfect," he complimented me.

"Thank you," I replied as I blushed a bit.

Soon I heard a loud noise, it was Amilia, she was screaming.

Ethane sprang from my lap as I assumed he heard it too. We both ran inside the mansion only to see Amilia rolling down the stairs and Judith standing there looking at her.

"Amilia! Amilia!" I called her as Ethane took her in his hands and ram upstairs, her head was bleeding.

Ethane asked one of the guards to send for a healer immediately.

"Ethane, is she going to be fine? She is bleeding," I said as I burst into tears.

Even if I was not related to her in any way, I had spent a lot