Chapter 117:
The corners of her lips twitched with pride.
“Since it worked on me, it should work on her.”
My face darkened, and I narrowed my eyes at her. “It better work, or else…” I threatened, using my Alpha tone. The rest of my words were swallowed down, leaving her to process the consequences in her head.
It was a good thing she had tested it on herself first.
I watched as her smile faltered, her expression turning grim.
I hated it when she tried to impress me. It made me more cruel toward her. Or was it when she tried to be clever to catch my attention?
Ugh!
She better find her mate and stop flirting with me.
“Here,” she said, dropping the small bottle of oil on the table.
The doctor placed the small bottle on the table with trembling hands. “The instructions are to rub it on the affected area in the morning and at night. I will have the nurses give her a quick massage.” Her shaky voice betrayed her fear.
Yes. She should be afraid.
“How many of them?” My voice thundered, causing her to jump in fright.
I relished her fear. It excited me.
“Just one of… them, my King. But other nurses will take turns massaging her.”
A frown settled on my face as I considered her words.
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Other nurses meant male nurses.
That was never going to happen.
The only man allowed to touch Aurora was me.
“Save them the trouble,” I replied, gritting my teeth as irritation surged through me.
Her eyes widened in shock as she stared at me in disbelief. “But… my King… if that’s the case, then I will… massage her myself and cancel my next duty. You don’t have to stoop so low,” she stammered, struggling to find the right words.
My brows twitched, forming a sharp arch, and my face twisted into a deep scowl.
How dare she question me?!
“Get out!” I growled, my voice so loud that she screamed, jumping in fear before hurrying out of the room like a frightened puppy. I didn’t pay her a large sum of money for her to speak nonsense to me.
“Was that necessary?” Aurora asked, scoffing.
“You’re so arrogant.”
I almost forgot she was in the room.
“And she was disrespectful!” I snapped, my breathing becoming erratic.
“You have a bad temper. You should work on it,” she added.
