A Successful Career After Divorce

“Ranita, are you… shy?” A low chuckle came, followed by the door opening. The man’s handsome face appeared, with a hint of playful mischief.

Ranita’s back tensed as she tried to sink further into the water. Thankfully, the bubbles were thick enough to cover her, or she would have been mortified.

“Don’t come over!” Ranita blushed, unable to look at him.

Only now did Ranita realize that during their previous years of marriage, he hadn’t given his all. This time, he was a bit unrestrained, and she couldn’t handle it.

“I’m so tired.”

“How about a massage?” Brendon, wearing only a bathrobe, squatted down, revealing his muscular chest with a few noticeable red marks.

Ranita turned her flushed face away. “No need, I’m getting up!”

If Brendon joined her in the bath, she wouldn’t be able to stand it.

“If you’re tired, soak a bit longer.” His long fingers landed on her shoulder, massaging with just the right pressure. Ranita hummed in comfort. “Move a bit to the side.”

“Brendon, is your wound okay?” She suddenly worried about his health since he had just been discharged from the hospital.

Brendon chuckled softly, glancing at her. “You were the one exerting more effort earlier…”

Ranita: …

She regretted asking.

“Go away!” Ignoring her wet hands, Ranita smeared bubbles on Brendon’s face. “I don’t want to talk to you!”Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

The hot water relaxed her body. Ranita felt very comfortable, easing much of her fatigue.

“Whoosh!” In the next second, Brendon scooped her out of the water. Ranita’s face changed as she curled up. “What are you doing? Put me down!”

“Don’t soak too long; your skin will wrinkle.” Brendon carried her swiftly to the bed, wrapped her in a bathrobe, and held her close. “Want me to massage your waist?”

“No need…”

Refusal was futile. Ranita was forced onto the bed as Brendon warmed his fingers and began massaging her waist.

Ranita resisted at first. But as her waist gradually felt more comfortable, she became drowsy like a cat basking in the sun. She praised him, “Brendon, this feels great… You’re really good at this.”

Her fair face blushed under the orange light, looking so beautiful that Brendon’s heart itched.

“Want to feel even better?”

“Mm…” Ranita mumbled, not catching what Brendon said. When she realized it, his hand was already at her neckline.

Ranita was startled awake. “Brendon, stop it!” She tried to escape but he grabbed her ankle and pulled her back.

Brendon kissed her gently. His movements were much softer than before, making her body heat up again.

“Ring!” At that moment, the phone rang loudly.

Ranita grabbed the phone and saw Ayaan’s name. She pushed Brendon away. “It’s Ayaan calling; I need to take this.”

“Call back later.” Brendon took her phone and silenced it. “Let’s continue.”

Ranita: …

Brendon was even more persistent than before, holding her tightly as if he wanted to merge her into his heart…

The intense emotions seemed to transfer to Ranita in an instant. She looked at Brendon in a daze.

At that moment, she felt his love for her.

Brendon must love her.