Chapter 324 - 330

"Madam, is there something wrong with your physical health? Your body is showing quite a heavy buildup of fatigue," Quinn noted, gently pinching her palm to gauge her immediate reaction.

"Ahh, this is just from the stress of daily work... Please don’t worry about me, Quinn. Instead, you should focus on taking care of your own health after all that exertion," she replied, quickly retracting her hand. The warm, gentle touch of Quinn’s fingers was already making her limbs feel unusually weak and pliant.

"How about I give you a simple massage, Madam? I’m more than capable of handling that for you," Quinn offered, rubbing his hands together with a persuasive, eager expression.

"What...? No, I couldn’t possibly ask that of you... You’ve already exhausted your strength healing my husband all morning. You shouldn’t waste your energy on me," she protested weakly.

"No, Madam, I must insist. As a healer, I know when a patient—or a caretaker—badly needs rest. I’m well aware that you’re hiding a mountain of stress and heavy burdens, but it would be catastrophic if you were to crumble from exhaustion as well," Quinn said firmly, stepping closer to gently clasp her hands between his own.

"..."

"Am I right? Being tasked with managing an entire territory single-handedly must be an unimaginable psychological toll, Madam. I understand the weight of that responsibility because I carry the strain of healing every single day. The burden on your shoulders is simply immeasurable, so please, allow me to give you a moment of relief," Quinn poured every ounce of feigned sincerity into his voice, though he was grinning darkly on the inside.

"Hah... I honestly don’t know what to say to that. Are you truly certain you don’t mind spending your energy giving me a massage?" she asked with a worried, hesitant expression, feeling as though she was losing this unspoken argument.

"Yes, Madam. If you’re worried about me, just grant me an hour of your time. I promise to leave you feeling entirely refreshed and relaxed."

"Hmm... I understand, and thank you, Quinn."

"Don’t mention it, Madam. That’s simply my duty as a healer. I just need a little time to prepare," Quinn smiled, thoroughly satisfied as he watched his carefully calculated manipulation take root.

"Very well, let’s meet in the private inner chamber. It won’t take long to set up... I suppose my body really does need to unwind for a change," she let out a long, exhausted sigh. Who would have ever thought she would willingly allow a strange man to touch her body in such an intimate way, let alone anyone other than her beloved husband?

Yet, she felt not a single shred of genuine worry. Quinn had poured every ounce of his effort into saving her husband, and his continued presence was a lifeline for everyone dwelling within the Naturehive, making this feel like an acceptable comfort.

’Hah, I might as well dismiss the rest of the staff for the evening. I don’t have the patience for endless chatter and petty gossip today,’ she thought with a quiet sigh. Even if she didn’t need to voice her commands out loud, her authority was absolute. Still, she knew too well that spiteful and envious individuals lurked within the territory, always waiting for a chance to strike the moment she let her guard down.

...

Hehe, let’s see if I finally get to taste that delicious pussy. I’m sure it’s piping hot and completely fresh after being hidden away from the light for so many years. She’s practically begging for a thorough workout, Quinn thought with an anticipatory smirk as he pushed open the heavy wooden door to the designated massage chamber.

Creak...

"Come on in, Quinn, and don’t be so shy. I’ve already dismissed the attendants, so we’re completely alone here—there’s nothing to worry about," she murmured, already lounging comfortably on the cushioned table draped only in a soft linen towel.

"Wow, this place is breathtaking, Madam," Quinn remarked, stepping into the room and pretending to be mesmerized by the floating golden motes of light drifting through the air, illuminating a space bustling with symbols of vibrant life and serene tranquility.

"This is my personal sanctuary where I come to sleep whenever the exhaustion gets to be too much. It’s easily the best place to find true rest in this entire domain," she said with a proud, smug little smile, clearly amused by how easily she could make him look like an awestruck boy.

"Ah, I see... but what is the true best place for a woman like you, Madam?" Quinn asked smoothly, picking up a bottle of fragrant herbal massage oil from the side table and beginning to prep for the session.

"Ahh... you really don’t need to ask things like that. When a man and a woman truly love one another, that sacred space becomes—wait, why on earth am I even sharing this with you?!" She abruptly clamped a hand over her mouth, her face flushing crimson with sudden embarrassment at opening up so casually to a younger man.

"Haha, well, I’m sure you’ll find that kind of comfort again one day, Madam. In the future, you’ll surely reclaim your peaceful sanctuary," Quinn replied smoothly, slowly sliding his warm, oiled hands down onto her bare, exposed back, tracing the smooth curves as the soft swell of her heavy breasts remained pressed against the cushioned table.

’Wow... I honestly can’t fathom how that foolish husband of hers managed to enjoy such magnificent melons all these years. Hehe, I’ll definitely be taking a generous bite out of that fruit today... just to ensure I don’t miss out.’

"Ahn... that feels so wonderfully good..." Silvia moaned softly, instinctively slapping a hand over her mouth to muffle the sound. It was mortifying beyond belief for a respected family head to be caught emitting such obscene, pleasurable whimpers!

"Am I managing to hit all the right tension spots, Madam?" Quinn whispered, gliding his hands upward along her voluptuous torso, expertly kneading her yielding flesh with a practiced, passionate rhythm.

"You... you really are... I genuinely had no idea you were so skilled at this, Quinn," she murmured, closing her eyes as she nodded faintly against the linens. The exquisite friction was entirely too good, and she simply lacked the willpower to deny it.

"Haha, this is just part of my healer’s repertoire, Madam. I always strive to give my absolute best. After all, this is for the well-being of everyone..."

"Ngh... you truly are a remarkably good man, Quinn. Are you perhaps... seeing someone special right now?" she asked, her voice dipping into a tone of quiet curiosity as she wondered what kind of woman managed to capture the heart of such a talented, handsome healer when he was away from his duties.

"Yes, Madam... I certainly am."

’A gorgeous MILF collection, complete with a deep, greedy throat and a perfect sucking mouth capable of accommodating my entire ten-inch cock... and you’re going to be a proud member of that exclusive club very soon, heheh.’