บท 172: baby face

Vivan's eyes widened when he saw Ira holding a pot of water. She walked towards him with a smile. He fixed his posture and hoisted his body again. He brushed his hair, staring out of the window and making all the attempts to look as handsome as the TV star.

Ira sat beside him and unceremoniously uncovered his chest.

"Don't look. Close your eyes." Before picking a towel, she gave her instructions. He shrugged his shoulder but followed and closed his eyes.

"Don't say a word."

"Not allowed to touch."

She didn't want to hear his spoiled voice full of temptation. Neither wanted to see his eyes twirled with desires.

Even after all the instructions, she felt his accelerated heartbeat and ragged breathing. Now she could neither command his heart nor his breath.

"Only this time"

She took a towel and wiped his chisel body.

Throughout her life, Ira served no one, and here she was wiping someone' sweat.