At Atia’s pure admiration, Heidegger didn’t know what to say.
“Maybe the one who created your body decided ‘Oh dear, I don’t know what to put in, so I’ll just put everything in.’ Perhaps it’s not God, but your father.”
‘If I flatter him like this, he’ll probably tell me a lot.’
In fact, it wasn’t a slip of the tongue. It was a genuine exclamation of admiration.
Having seen bodies from all over the world as a masseur, both the current Atia and the former Kang Jiha didn’t think much of people who were said to have nice bodies.
But Heidegger was different.
Very different.
“Just how much training did you do? These aren’t lines that just appear easily.”
While there were words she couldn’t understand mixed in, Heidegger didn’t entirely dislike the continuous shower of compliments.
He had never been praised by anyone like this before in his life.
Daringly, at Wellington, at Heidegger.
People struggled even to strike up a conversation with him, let alone look him in the eye.
Let alone compliments.
Heidegger couldn’t remember the last time he had received a compliment.
For that reason, he found it strange, not knowing how to react in a situation like this.
After some thought, Heidegger finally spoke a word.
“So, when is this hand technique?”
“Ah, right!”
The admiration was until now, and now it was time for Atia to demonstrate the hand technique she promised.
Atia squeezed something from the can she brought on a tray. A sweet strawberry scent wafted up.
It was a special product made by mixing strawberries grown in the northern snow and olive oil.
Atia spread a generous amount of the special strawberryolive oil on her palms with a squishing sound. Then, she extended both hands towards Heidegger, who was sitting on the sofa.
“What are you trying to apply?”
Heidegger asked without looking back.
“Maybe it’s special oil mixed with strawberries?”
“Special oil?”
“Yes. I thought it would be better to show you directly than to explain it with words.”
At that moment.
Oh no! Atia recalled that she was the daughter of the Harad family, the enemy of the Wellington family.
‘Heidegger is a suspicious person. He has no reason to trust me, even though we’re alone.’
Atia withdrew her hands, then rubbed the oil again on her own arms, proving that there was no problem in front of Heidegger.
“The oil is to effectively loosen up any tense areas.”
“……?”
“Sir, by any chance… hasn’t your son ever given you a shoulder massage or something similar?”
Heidegger chuckled in disbelief.
“As I expected, never.”
“Ha!”
“Then, now let’s start the Kang Ji… No, the daughterinlaw’s massage course.”
In any case, she was going to die soon.
She wanted to enjoy the rest of her life with people like this. If possible, find out more about his workout secrets.
Atia made a vow inside her, then sprinkled the strawberryolive oil on Heidegger’s neck.
“This is the secret technique you were so curious about. Let’s get started.”
Heidegger sat on the couch, waiting to see what Atia would show him.
The oil didn’t seem to have any problems, and Atia herself had applied it to her body, proving it was okay.
Yet Heidegger remained doubtful.
Assassins usually strike the moment their target lets their guard down.
But he decided to stay still for now.
Even if Atia suddenly pulled out a dagger or used a poisoned needle, he would remain still.
Because then she would reveal her true colors. And above all, Heidegger was very curious about the hand technique.
At that moment.
He felt Atia’s white hands on his shoulders and neck.
“Your neck is very tense.”
Along with her calming voice, the oil seeped into Heidegger’s skin.
As the moist and sweet strawberry oil seeped over the skin, marked by the traces of long battlefields, the body that had been exposed to harsh places for a long time seemed to relax lazily.
‘Really……what a perfect body.’
Only wearing a single top, the tailoring of his clothes was surprisingly good.
Artists from all over the world should make Heidegger their muse.
If he becomes a muse, many masterpieces will be born.
But whatever they say, the real thing was the best.
No matter how much artists had poured their soul into their work, it couldn’t match the living Hades in front of her eyes.
“It feels almost blasphemous to touch this sacred body.”
Atia admired while pressing down on the tensed areas.
She was Atia, who could sense the tension just by laying her hand on the other person’s body.
“Haven’t you ever relaxed this before?”
Atia checked Hades’ condition by pressing here and there on his body with her fingertips. She could feel his condition much more precisely than just by looking.
“The bones are a bit off too. The muscles need some work as well. And……”
Her mind, always pursuing perfection, was whirling fast.
While it seemed perfect on the outside, it would take quite some time to refine him down to his core. Perhaps, a longer period than expected.
It was unknown how long Hades would stay at the Duke’s mansion, but he would die soon after.
On the battlefield.
An Indifferent Woman is the One Men Desire the Most
One-line summary: The female lead is actually cold-hearted and extremely rational. She has stage-by-stage relationships and won’t two-time, but there will always be someone who secretly likes her.
This novel has the following triggers, so if you’re sensitive to these, please don’t read:
1. The female lead has had many relationships, but she treated each one seriously and broke up properly.
It’s just that the men unilaterally pestered her incessantly. For the female lead, when she doesn’t like someone anymore, she simply doesn’t like them.
(This applies to her relationships with Male Lead 1, 2, 3, and 4 as well, but she’s loyal in each 1-on-1 relationship!)
2. In this novel, Male Lead 2 and the female lead kiss in a car, and Male Lead 1 sees it and beats up Male Lead 2.
The female lead calls the police and sends both Male Lead 1 and 2 to the police station! Male Lead 1 begs the female lead not to break up with him.
3. Male Lead 1 has a gentle appearance but an obsessive personality.
Male Lead 2 has a delicate and soft appearance, slightly green tea-like (two-faced).
Male Lead 3 is a youthful college student and a smart person who has secretly liked the female lead for a long time.
Male Lead 4 is the female lead’s father’s special assistant, a business elite with deep, hidden thoughts.
4. At the beginning of this novel, the female lead has already broken up with Male Lead 1 (Chapter 4) and gotten back together with Male Lead 2 (ex-boyfriend).
5. Enter with caution if you have triggers!!!
