#Chapter62
Jayla POV
We stepped into the house, the maids were bowing to Max as he walked, I wondered why people were bowing to Max, he wasn't a royal person or a prince.
We soon walked into his room, it has a dark wall and a white wall at the same time, there is a big bed and a tv screen in the middle. There are a large balcony and a bathroom on the other side, it was the dream of a room.
/"Make yourself at home./" He said with a smile as he removed the top he was wearing.
/"What are you doing?/" I asked as he's removing the top, his back muscles flexed, he was fit but not too much like those weightlifters.
/"I have to treat my bruises./" He said casually, he took out an aid box and sat on the bed.
I surprised him by sitting behind him and snatched the alcool bottle from him.
/"Let me do this, my mom is a nurse so I learned how to treat a bruise./" I said and he replied by hum, letting me do this.
