Loves Healing Redemption のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 31 - チャプター 38

She continued to wash him down, then started to get a little more seductive with each caress while being careful not to hurt him. Val's breath deepened as her hands shifted more deliberately, more purposefully, making his pulse quicken. The sponge traced his collarbone, ribs, and carefully around the shoulder area, but everywhere else she was claiming him slowly.Water beaded across his skin as the steam curled around them.He groaned softly, not from pain, but from the exquisite torture of restraint. His hand tightened at her waist, anchoring himself as she worked lower. Her touch became less about washing and more about wanting."Your turn," he murmured against her neck, voice rough with pleasure.He took the sponge from her hands, eyes dark with intention. Careful and slow, every touch was a promise that he was healing, not just physically, but in all the ways that mattered. “Oh no, my dear, this is all about you tonight. I am going to take care of you, and you're going to sit the

Julian watched as Val and his men looked around the room and greeted Julian's other uncle, Joess. Julian's stomach tightened when he saw Uncle Joess step forward to extend his hand toward Val. The men shook hands, and something about his uncle's expression made Julian uneasy. His uncle was a cruel man, and seeing him smile like that gave him pause. He looked around the room and walked toward some crates that faced the overhang and crept silently toward them. The space he found in the loft had a clear view of the events below. Yet he was surrounded by the wooden crates on all sides...Safe and hidden.He sighed as the fear that he felt sent goose bumps down his arms, wiped the sweat that appeared on his forehead, and tried to steady his breathing so he wouldn't be heard or have a panic attack. As he watched the men sit down and start talking, he couldn’t hear what was being said, but the relaxed facial expressions and body language that both men exhibited appeared to be a good sign that

~~~In the Helicopter~~~Val stared out the window, his leg thumping loudly on the floor as his anxiety rose. He dialed Marco's number for the 7th time. Marco answered on the 3rd ring."Hello. Boss, I'm so sorry I didn't answer before now. We were under attack and I…""What do you mean you were under attack?" Val cut him off. "What the hell is going on over there? And where is my girl? Where is Zora?" His voice grew louder with each word as he fired off question after question.Marco sighed and looked out onto the driveway and said, "I don't know exactly what made them think they could do this, boss. But your instincts were right. Luciano showed up with a bunch of hired thugs and opened fire on us from the driveway. I barely had time to get her into the barn. But, boss, she shot a man and… she's not doing so well...I mean, physically she's ok but…""What do you mean she's not doing ok? What's wrong with her?" Val asked with barely concealed worry and underlying anger."I mean she went

After Val left Viki and Marco, he went upstairs, back to Zora's side. He told himself that this was where he should be right now, not in some war room making plans, but it was not easy for him. He wanted to fix this… make them pay. But he also knew he couldn't, not right now anyway. His hand throbbed in pain like a reminder that this was far from over. He just didn't know what would happen next.He walked into the room to find Zora staring at the ceiling awake, yet her eyes were vacant of their usual warmth. She seemed to be lost somewhere between the cracks in her own mind. His breath caught at the fearful thought that he might lose her to the trauma, that this was all his fault. If he had left her alone… never brought her into his world… Maybe she would still be out there doing her thing. Helping addicts heal and riding that damn motorcycle. A tear ran down his cheek, not only for the fear of losing her, but also for the thought of never having been able to have her in the first pla