Roy reminded Imogen, “Keep this between us. Don’t spread it around.”
She assured him solemnly, “Of course, captain. I won’t tell anyone.”
“I think Miss Lloyd was kidnapped because someone knows she shares a good relationship with the vice president. They took her to threaten him.”
She agreed, “I think so too. They were obviously going after her in the coffee shop.”
He nodded. “We’ll have to double the protection for the vice president’s close ones after this.”
Since Imogen couldn’t get anything more from Roy, she left.
Back in the presidential suite, Shirley came out of the bathroom wearing pajamas. Zacharias was already waiting for her on the couch with a medical kit beside him. She sat with him and unbuttoned her shirt, revealing two bruises on her back for him. Brushing her hair aside, she exposed her elegant nape and back, adorned with a healthy tan rather than fair skin.
He applied oil to his hands and began massaging her bruises, taking her slightly off guard with the intensity. A flirtatious moan escaped her lips, prompting her to bite her lip to suppress any further sounds.
“Don’t hold back. If you need to, let it out,” Zacharias encouraged, smiling as he applied a bit more pressure. He intended to enhance blood circulation, aiding in the speedy recovery of the bruise.
Resisting the urge to moan, Shirley thought, / won’t make a sound in this quiet room; it’s too embarrassing to hear myself.
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