Sebastian gave her a knowing smile as he told her where to find the arrays of massage oils in his closet cabinet.
Finding different kinds of oil bottles with different scents and spices in his cabinet, a thought crossed Viola's mind. Did he invite women to his penthouse for a daily massage to have this many options in the cabinet?
Did Laila and all those rumored she-wolves who were identified as his mates give him such erotic massages? The thought sent a heat of displeasure to her chest and the will to do better than any of them consumed her, and Viola didn't even realize she was beginning to think the way she would have in the past when she wanted to please someone and make them see her as a better option than anyone else, until she made her way back and then it hit her.
"Control yourself, Viola." She told herself, reminding herself how she would never have to fight for a man's attention again and how she didn't need all of these feelings adding to her problems again.
