Harem of the Demon: Gathering Beauties in a Magic World-Chapter 53. Elsa’s Little Secret

The orange-haired woman was very glad to have heard from Aaron that there was a chance for her to walk normally again.

Immediately, she thought to herself: "Why not take the chance? You have nothing to lose."

She didn’t even hesitate to think about it and immediately agreed to take whatever option it was that Aaron was offering.

"Oh?" Aaron replied with raised eyebrows and then chuckled. The desperation was glaring on her face.

"Okay then. If that’s the one you want," Aaron replied to her hasty nod of approval.

"That would cost an additional 5000 star shillings."

The orange-haired lady put her hand inside her dark green leather bag and took out a small box with the contents clanking against each other.

She passed the box on to Aaron.

"If you can make me walk normally again. This..." she said, tapping the top of the box once.

"It’s all yours."

Aaron leaned back and observed the box, trying to move his eyes to check all the sides of the cubical box.

"Hmm. And what’s inside?" he asked out of curiosity.

The woman shoved the box forward again by a few centimetres.

"There are 25,000 star shillings in here."

Aaron forcibly giggled.

He was not mocking her desperation, if anything he was very impressed with her. She was ready to do whatever it took to get what she wanted, even if she had to pay five times the extra fee.

"You want to pay 33,000 star shillings?" Aaron asked for the sake of clarification.

"You know, there’s no point to money if it can’t even solve my problem. Do I have the money? Yes, I do. But am I happy? No."

She dabbed her eyes with a piece of cloth and continued. "What’s the point of having all the money and I can’t even go to buy the things I want."

"You know you can send a help to do that for you, right?" Aaron retorted but the woman didn’t take the joke well enough.

Her face distorted with rage and she hit the table.

"Are you going to help me or not!"

"Calm down," Aaron said to her. "Of course, I’ll help you. After all, you are paying generously for my services."

"Good then," she remarked.

She looked around the office, trying to find the possible spot for him to treat her condition but she saw nothing that could convince her.

"When and where do we start then?" she asked.

Aaron stood up and brushed his hair with his hands, giving himself an admirable facial structure that the woman couldn’t help but notice and immediately look away.

He walked around the table. "Come with me," he said before walking out of the office.

They stepped out of the office and made a right turn towards the massage room. As they walked towards the place, Elsa was taking peeks at them. So much so that the client she was attending to noticed this behaviour of hers.

"That’s your boss, right?" she asked.

Elsa turned her face to the client quickly, trying to pretend but she had been made.

"Huh? Yes!" she exclaimed. "That’s my master."

"You should tell him," the client advised.

Elsa faked a smile and the smile faded almost immediately. The client she was attending to was wizened and grey. She held Elsa’s hands in hers, looked into the young girl’s eyes and with a smile she said:

"You should tell him. It’s obvious that you like your master. The glimmer and the nervousness in your eyes when you have to see him. In all my days in this world, one thing that I have learnt is that what we regret the most are the actions we didn’t take."

She paused and raised a finger.

"You want to know when it hurts even more?"

Elsa nodded.

"It hurts more when another makes those moves that you shied away from and succeeds. The worst that can happen is that he would refuse your advances but what’s the best that can happen? He will accept you. So, my dear, go for what you want."

"Thank you," Elsa answered back sincerely.

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Aaron leaned back on the door and for the past three to five minutes, he and the client did nothing but stare at each other.

The client was sceptical about taking her clothes off in front of another man but she knew she had to and Aaron wasn’t looking like he planned on moving a foot out of the room.

Her face was red with embarrassment and she barely kept her gaze. Her skin blanched and she kept darting her eyes around, biting her lips with her hands on the straps of her gown.

"Are you still interested in this or not?" Aaron snapped.

"Y-Yes! I-I am!" she blurted out. "I’m still interested. Sorry, I’m just embarrassed."

"For what it’s worth, we won’t be taking long here. So feel free to undress," Aaron told her.

He went over to a side of the room where some towels were hung and took out one for the client to cover up herself.

She reluctantly accepted the towel and looked at it, she looked at Aaron too. Her gaze was a signal for him to grant her some level of privacy.

Aaron understood this and turned, his back facing the client. His face was straight and facing the wall as well.

After a little while, she realised that Aaron turning his back to her was the best privacy she could get and began to undress, taking out a piece of her clothing one after the other until everything she had on was taken out.

Thereafter, she was stark naked. And just a moment later, she wrapped the towel around her body, covering her body from her chest down to her mid-thigh.

She waited for some time without saying anything or making any move. This orange-haired lady simply stood in one place and observed Aaron closely and for all the time she looked at this handsome young man, he never turned to look at her.

The client looked at the floor. "I’m ready," she murmured.

Hearing her murmuring, Aaron turned his ear in her direction.

"I’m ready now," she said again, this time louder than the last.

Aaron made a complete turn to face her, extending his hand to the massage table while walking towards another table in the room that had three candles already set up for use.

He lit a match that sat comfortably near the candles, using the flame to light the candles up. After that, the smell of the room started to change gradually, gaining some sort of pleasant scent.

"Let us begin then," he said to her, folding his sleeves.

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