Olivia Jenkins stood at the foot of the bed, glaring at Daniel Marshall.
Daniel was clad in a white bathrobe, slightly revealing his chest.
His wheat-coloured skin exuded a masculine charm, making him alluring and sexy.
His deep eyes were still heatedly fixed on Olivia, patting the spot beside him, "Come over!"
"You wanted a foot massage, right? I'm going to do it now." Olivia scoffed inwardly, she would be foolish to approach him!
There was no attempt to hide the contempt in Olivia's eyes.
She gave Daniel a disdainful look.
Despite her ridicule, Daniel was still gazing at her with the same heated look.
Although being stared at made Olivia uneasy, she still massaged his foot to avoid his temper.
Suddenly, Daniel sat up.
This brought him closer to Olivia, as he smirked at her.
Indescribably, Olivia's scent lingered in his heart.
He was involuntarily savoring it.
