Mommy, Where's Daddy? The Forsaken Daughter's Return

Chapter 87: Treat You Well

Swimming to the edge of their private infinity pool, Samantha gasped, getting up from the surface of the water.

She took heavy breaths before leaning at the edge of the pool, appreciating her afternoon view. She smiled, hearing the water stream from the creek, several feet below their villa.

Despite nearing a splash behind her, she ignored the warning sign of her approaching husband and rested her chin on her arms.

When Ethan came up behind her, immediately embracing her on her waist, she said, "It's so quiet and peaceful here."

Samantha received a kiss on the cheek and on the neck, making her chuckle at Ethan's teases. She then heard him say, "Yes, it's a perfect place for a getaway."

On their second day of stay at the mountain resort, the couple woke up late and had brunch at eleven in the morning inside their villa.

"I booked a massage and spa treatment for you at three. Then we'll have dinner after," Ethan revealed before standing tall and resting his chin on Samantha's head.

"What about you?" She asked, turning to face him and wrapping her arms around him.

Ethan sneered and revealed, "I don't like to be touched."

Samantha raised a brow and asked, "Huh? So you never had a massage all your life?"

"Connor gives me a back and shoulder massage from time to time," he revealed. "I am just not comfortable, Sam."This content belongs to Nô/velDra/ma.Org .

Out of nowhere, he grinned and asked, "But if you'll give me a massage, I would definitely love that... coming from my wife."

Samantha flushed. Somehow, she felt like the massage service would end up somewhere else.

Just as Ethan said, her husband brought her to the spa. She was given several treatments, including a body scrub, a full-body wax, especially down there, and a body massage.

She was refreshed and rejuvenated right after her treatment.

It was already six in the evening when Samantha was fetched by their personal butler, only to be brought to the river banks below the mountains where a candlelit dinner awaited her.

A small platform rested just by the side of the creek, just enough to accommodate a table for two and its surrounding decors.

Torches of light stood in the streams around them, and several series lights were found on the trees and shrubs nearby.

Standing next to the table, Ethan was clothed in a casual white long-sleeved shirt that hugged his gorgeous body. Below he wore slim-fit jeans which all the more, added to his sexiness.

He was holding a peach rose bouquet for his wife, painting a sweet smile on his face.

While Samantha was equally dashing in the dress her husband left at the spa for her to wear, she just could not help but admire her husband's frame under normal clothes.

She whistled and remarked, "Honey, you look so handsome."

After giving Samantha her flowers and kissing on her lips, Ethan took a deep breath, savoring the scent of her skin. He remarked, "You smell like vanilla. A perfect dessert after meal - Urrg!"

His words granted a pinch from Samantha. She warned, "You are just unbelievable."

Still, Samantha was already getting used to her husband frequently teasing her that she let it pass.

They indulged in a romantic dinner, in the middle of the earthly melodies of the stream and moving branches above them.

To set up the mood, a piece of sweet instrumental music was especially played in the background.

The preparation and the thought of having another special surprise touched Samantha's heart that she said right after being served with her steak, "Honey, thank you so much for all of this. This is so romantic."

While giving her husband an adoring smile, she remarked, "You are just so good at making me smile all the time."

Ethan was slicing his steak into several pieces. He smiled back at Samantha and reached for her plate. He switched their steaks and answered, "Sam, I'm doing everything to exceed - even over exceed your expectations of me because I am selfish."

He fixed his gaze on Samantha and added, "I want you to love no one else but me and our family. So I will always treat you well, dote on you and pamper you."

Hearing Ethan's speech made Samantha teary-eyed. She thought, 'How in the world did I get so lucky?'

It was exactly because Samantha was so touched by everything Ethan had done for her that she badly wanted to return the favor.

Overnight, aside from getting love in bed, Samantha stayed up, exploring the best reward for her husband. It suddenly crept into her head how Ethan had not had any massage yet.

While she was not an expert at giving such treatment, she knew how to give a decent massage.

To get ideas of how to make it even more fascinating, Samantha researched romantic massages which led her to a naughty example.

Her lips twitched just thinking of how she would give Ethan a sensual massage, but she mumbled while staring at her phone, "Either way, Sam. You're going to get pounced on."

It was two days after that Samantha had everything set-up in their villa. Ethan was stunned one late morning when the hotel staff brought in a spa bed, arranging it in the middle of their living room space.

While setting up, Samantha revealed to her husband, "You are going to have a massage."

"Me?" Ethan asked with a frown.

Seeing the worry on his face, Samantha answered, "Don't worry, I'll take care of you." She winked at him and said, "It's time for me... to treat you well."

After the hotel staff gave the couple the oils, and the essence, needed to set the mood, the couple was left alone, standing across from the spa bed.

Samantha placed both her hands on her waist and said, "Now, honey. Lay down on the bed and let me... give you a massage."

"O-k-a-y," Ethan answered, raising a brow. He acted to climb on top of the single bed but was halted by Samantha's words.

"No, Ethan. You need... to strip." Samantha raised her chin and ordered, "Take... everything off."

A hiss escaped Ethan's lips, and he spouted, "I already like this massage."

While Samantha was shaking her head, Ethan eagerly took off his clothes. He said, "This is going to be the best massage I will ever have."

"Pfft! You never had a massage before!" Retorted Samantha before chuckling at his words.

Like Ethan, she began to strip off her clothes, leaving only her bikini covering her slender body.

She poured a generous amount of oil on her hands and began spreading it on his fine back. She asked, "Ready, hon?"

"I was born ready," teased Ethan with a grin.