Lock You In My Heart novel Chapter 346

Westley was already lying down. He had closed his eyes and waited in anticipation for Gabrielle's massage. But when he heard her muttering words to herself, he was amused.

"Gabrielle, I'm waiting! How long will it take for you to start?" he asked. Though he pretended to be annoyed, the truth was that Westley had never been so eager for a massage.

It was a normal routine for him. He often had a lot of work to do, so he went for regular physical examination every month. Then he would hire a professional therapist to do some basic massage. It helped a lot to relax his body. All this was necessary, so that his physical condition would be the best.

Usually, his professional therapist waited for him on the day of his appointment. But here, Gabrielle, who was a total amateur in it, was making him wait for so long.

'What a poser Gabrielle is!'

"Westley, I'm telling you, don't be hard on me. And let me know if you feel uncomfortable at any instance." Gabrielle was getting nervous to start.

"Alright! So, shall we begin, Gabrielle?" Westley closed his eyes and waited for her to begin the massage.

Getting down on one knee, Gabrielle steadied herself. She took a deep breath and began to massage his shoulders.

She exerted a little strength, and started moving her hands back and forth, on Westley's broad shoulders.

"Westley, is the strength that I'm applying, okay for you?" Gabrielle asked while she worked her hands on his frame.

Her tone was as soft as her touch.

"You'll need to work up a little harder. Seriously Gabrielle, are you only good at massaging the shoulders? Keep going. A full body massage is what I would prefer!" Westley suggested.

He could hardly feel anything during the massage. It was like Gabrielle had very little strength to do it.

That was the difference between professionals and amateurs. But for some reason, Westley was liking it. Gabrielle's hands were not big and firm. He knew it because he had held them once. They had been so soft and easy to hold.

And now, as those soft and limp hands were pressing his body back and forth, it was making him feel indescribably good.

"All right! I told you already that I'm not good at massaging. It's my first time doing it. How am I supposed to know the techniques?" Gabrielle was feeling annoyed and unhappy by Westley's criticism.

"In that case, it would be better if you practice more on me in the future. Trust me, I'd be willing to help you," Westley said while he was lying on the bed cozily.

'More practice? On him? He must be kidding!'

"Westley, I didn't say that I will be giving you massages more often. It's just this time." Gabrielle tried her best not to get into some deal with him.

She definitely had never thought of being Westley's full-time masseuse. She knew it would leave her exhausted.

She didn't want to do it again. And it was right to refuse now rather than later.

"Well, do you think I'd let you choose, Gabrielle?" Westley said indifferently.

Gabrielle was stunned. It was true that he hadn't said anything like that. But it was also a fact that she hadn't made any promise either.

'Westley is really going too far now!'

"You're being unreasonable, Westley. Why should I do massages for you in the future?" Gabrielle was getting irritated and wanted to quit.

"Gabrielle, I wonder since when you have decided to choose by yourself. You don't want me to look for Bryce, do you?" Westley said in a calm manner, but it had a cold and threatening tone.

'Damn it!

This man is not only domineering, but also narrow-minded.

How dare he threaten me like this?'

Gabrielle sat staring at Westley's back for a while. She really wanted to punch him hard on the back to let him know that she was not someone with whom he should mess up.

But it was a fact that she did need his help. Therefore, Gabrielle tried to satisfy him without saying anything, any more.