Lorenzo's POV

　　"That feels really good," I admitted with closed eyes, relaxing into Davina's administration as her soft, expert hands massaged my neck and shoulders.

　　I had called Davina to the mansion because I needed a distraction and a massage after working all day, and she's one hell of a masseuse.

　　She's almost good at everything she does.

　　"You do realize that I'm not supposed to be here, right?"

　　"What are you talking ...