chapter 6

Bella's cheeks burned the moment she processed the words that had left Arthur's lips. She shifted forward on the couch and was about to say something to him, anything when he stepped out of the bathroom with a warm towel in his hands.

Like a child bewitched by a witch, she watched as he sat beside her, his body letting off a considerable amount of warmth and heating her. He grabbed one of her stockings-clad legs and Bella could only grimace at the cheap stockings she had on. They were already letting out hair, but a woman in her situation can only afford so much. But she didn't care. She had won and Arthur was going to take her offer.

She was about to ask what he was about to do when she watched in horror as he tore her stockings off and placed the warm wet rag underneath her feet.

"Ahh!" Bella let out a satisfied breath the moment the soothing effect of the massage took effect.

"I see that you like it. Well, Arthur Lorenzo's woman doesn't go about with bruised feet. You should take