Chapter 238

Prince Ron was livid. So his beloved could read minds! He mentally rolled up his sleeves, as if preparing for battle. Good. Since his beloved was doing everything he wanted, it wouldn't hurt to make him suffer a bit.

'Oh no, my feet feels so sore. I think I need a-'

He hadn't even finished his thought when his shoes were taken off his feet and Zedekiel began to massage them gently.

"How do you feel now? Is it better?" Zedekiel asked, looking at Prince Ron. He didn't know why but his little husband was quite demanding today. Anyway, it didn't matter. As the big husband, he would do whatever his little husband wanted. That was one of his duties.

Prince Ron nodded. "Feels good." He then thought; 'Now my waist feels sore.'

Zedekiel’s hands immediately moved to his waist and started kneading gently. "I'm sorry." He apologized. "I shouldn't have done it too much. Now your body hurts. Should I take you back t