The Return of the Cannon Fodder Trillion Heiress - Chapter 266

Chapter 266: Chapter 266 Rafael the Servant
Now reclining on the couch in the Gucci VVIP showroom, Hera felt the weariness from wearing high heels. She leaned back, letting out a sigh of relief as Sandra picked out accessories for Logan. Hera took a break from flipping through the brochure, allowing herself a moment to rest.

Observing Hera’s fatigue, Rafael carefully set down his belongings and knelt before her on one knee. Tenderly, he lifted Hera’s feet onto his raised knee and began massaging her calves and legs with focused attention, ensuring the pressure was just right.

Hera was taken aback, and everyone in the showroom shared in the surprise, creating a momentary pause as if time itself had momentarily stopped.

Hera’s eyes fluttered open at the touch, and she instinctively started to sit up on the couch. Rafael gently urged her to relax and browse around while he continued massaging her calves and legs. Not stopping there, he carefully removed Hera’s shoe, tenderly kneading the soles of her feet and soothing her nerves.

He attentively observed Hera’s every frown and gasp, meticulously adjusting the pressure of his massage to suit her preferences and alleviate any discomfort. With each subtle reaction she displayed, Rafael refined his technique, focusing solely on her responses to improve his approach. As he noticed Hera’s brow relaxing and her tense muscles gradually softening, a smile of satisfaction spread across Rafael’s face. He couldn’t help but feel happy, knowing he was effectively easing her tension on his first attempt.

He didn’t even show any signs of disgust or any frown on his brows, he looked dedicatedly serious. In fact, he was enjoying the massage more than Hera, he never would have thought that a woman’s feet were so small and soft that he felt like touching a marshmallow, he felt his own fatigue disappearing the more he pressed on Hera’s small little feet.

Her feet were small and beautiful, with soft, unsweaty soles and perfectly trimmed nails painted a healthy shade of pink. Rafael couldn’t help but admire Hera’s feet; while he had never particularly focused on feet before or had any fetish in this regard, seeing Hera’s had him appreciating their elegance and allure for the first time.

Everyone in the room watched in silence as Rafael served Hera like a humble servant. The man known for his arrogance was now kneeling before her, his movements delicate and attentive. His transformation did not go unnoticed by Hera or anyone else. If word of this scene were to spread among high society, people would surely think it was a jest. Rafael’s arrogance, domineering attitude, and pride were well-known, making this display all the more surprising.

He is the typical bad-boy male lead. While he didn’t care about his reputation, his pride mattered greatly to him. What he was doing now was a stark contrast to his usual image. However, at this moment, that was the least of his concerns—he genuinely seemed to be enjoying himself.

The way Rafael squeezed the soles of Hera’s feet was akin to how a cat person would squeeze a cat’s cute, tiny paws. He wanted to squeeze tightly but held himself back, captivated by their softness and cuteness. Clenching his teeth, he continued to massage her. Each glide of Rafael’s powerful thumb on her soles made Hera gasp in delight, barely keeping her lips from letting out a satisfied moan.

Seeing this, everyone felt like they were intruding on a private moment. Sandra, in particular, knew Hera must be tired from their afternoon of shopping. She wasn’t oblivious to Hera’s attempts to give Rafael a hard time, and it was surprising that Rafael hadn’t gone ballistic or flipped a table in anger after being treated like a mule all afternoon.

Logan was also reluctant to leave Hera with a man who seemed so brutish. Despite Rafael’s good looks, his actions revealed that he was accustomed to being treated like a king wherever he went. Logan feared that once they left, Rafael might take the opportunity to teach Hera a lesson.

Sandra, skilled at reading a room, and the shop assistant both quietly left. Sandra had to exert considerable effort to drag the reluctant Logan out, who was unwilling to leave Hera alone with Rafael. Despite Logan’s resistance, he couldn’t win against Sandra and the shop assistant, who each took one of his arms and led him out.

Before Hera realized it, she and Rafael were alone in the room. She was too absorbed in the blissful sensation of Rafael’s massages to notice. When Rafael found a particularly good spot, Hera let out an unconscious, suggestive moan, her eyes closing as she gripped the armrest. The sound drew Rafael’s attention away from her feet, and he looked up at her, his eyes darkening as he struggled to contain the beast within him.

He pressed a few more acupoints on Hera’s sole, making her gasp and moan as the tension and exhaustion melted away from her body. Little did she know, her reactions were having a different effect on Rafael. Now, he deliberately targeted the spots he knew would elicit the most intense responses, watching her writhe like a snake on the couch. He licked his dry lips, his Adam’s apple bobbing as his eyes glistened with lust.

He never imagined that a simple action like this could arouse him so intensely that he could feel his shaft tenting in his pants, as excitedly as a younger him would. His throat went dry and his body temperature rose, but the warmth of his hands only added to Hera’s comfort, like a heated stone used in a spa.

He slowly let his hands move up a little higher, squeezing her tired legs from their long walk. Hera, unsuspecting, continued to enjoy the comforting massage Rafael was offering, unaware that his hands were gradually moving higher and higher, reaching her thigh. Fortunately for Hera, she was wearing slacks, not a skirt; otherwise, Rafael’s hands might have ventured much further already.

When Hera snapped back to reality, she realized Rafael’s hands had already reached the upper part of her thigh, dangerously close to her sensitive areas. As she opened her eyes, she met Rafael’s intense gaze, hungry and focused, like a wolf starved for days without food or water.

She held her breath, staring back at Rafael in disbelief. She couldn’t fathom what had come over her, allowing him to massage her. Perhaps her exhaustion had clouded her judgment, that she momentarily forgot that the male leads never wasted a good opportunity to be intimate with the female lead, and since she was trying to steal the female lead’s position, that also meant, she would be receiving such attention from the male leads.

This realization made her bite her lower lip unconsciously. But for Rafael, this only fueled his desire to skyrocket. He felt his whole body heat up as if lava was flowing through his veins, making him uncomfortably warm. Yet, his expression remained unchanged, his gaze fixed on Hera. His hands continued their gentle work, never ceasing their magic.

Inadvertently, Hera let out another soft moan as Rafael pressed a sensitive acupoint in her thigh, sending a tingling sensation to her sensitive areas. She felt it throbbing with a lingering sensation that traveled through her body, from her thighs up to her scalp.

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WARNING!!!

A little [MATURE CONTENT] in the next chapter!!!