"That was refreshing," Yohan sighed.
He was just stepping out of the bathroom into the reception area, still shirtless as he continued to dry his wet hair with a white towel.
He shifted his gaze to see Mia standing behind the counter, admiring his chiseled body.
Mia, noticing she had been caught, quickly turned away.
"What?" he asked with a smirk.
"N-nothing," she stammered. "I was just wondering what Jamie wanted with you?"
"That guy, he was trying to convince me to rehire Dave."
"Oh," she said. "Are you?"
"Of course not, why the hell would I rehire that bastard?"
"No offense, but don't you think it would be easier to just do it, just so you could avoid any trouble?"
Yohan's brows furrowed. "Huh?"
"D-don't misunderstand me, I don't really mean anything by it," she said frantically. "It's just that Jamie can be a bit persistent, and even violent sometimes."
"You shouldn't worry about me. You should be more concerned for your bully boyfriend and his friends, because if he comes after me, I'll send them back in an ambulance."
"I don't even understand why you would go out with a guy like that."
"He's not as bad as you think," she said with a small, considerate smile. "At first I also thought he was just a bad guy, but when I really got to know him, I realized he was actually a good person."
"He's probably just hiding his true colors from you," Yohan mumbled.
"I'm serious," Mia doubled down. "He even let me move into his place after I ran away from home."
"Wait, Mia… you're living with that bastard?"
"Yeah, we've been staying together almost four months now," she said with a smile.
Yohan found it difficult to wrap his head around. "How can you actually be living with that guy?"
"I already told you, he's not a bad person. Plus, it's not like I had any other choice. I couldn't stay at home anymore and I didn't really have anywhere else to go."
"Why, what happened at home?" Yohan asked with concern.
"That's… kind of private, but I'll just tell you. My stepdad was a bastard. He used to beat me and my mom, so one day I packed my things and ran away."
"Damn, I'm sorry about that."
"It's fine, actually. I bounced around for a bit before meeting Jamie. Luckily for me, I already had my skill as a masseuse, so I was able to get a job here."
Hearing her story, Yohan felt sorry for her. Who could have guessed she had it that rough?
"I didn't know you had to go through all that."
"Well, it's all in the past now," she said with a bright smile. "That's why I wish you would at least hear Jamie out—for my sake, at least."
Yohan couldn't bring himself to say no to those cute, innocent eyes and that smile.
"Fine," he sighed after a short while. "I'll have a word with Dave."
"Seriously? That's great!" she said happily, rushing to grab his hand.
'Honestly, I don't mind if it helps me score some points with Mia'
Just then, a woman walked in. She wore a striking red dress that accentuated her curvy figure and her extremely large breasts. Her black hair rested gracefully on her shoulders, and her walk alone was majestic.
"Hello, I'm here for a massage," she said calmly.
'Finally, a customer' Yohan rejoiced in his heart. There had been way fewer customers these days. Turns out keeping the shop open on a weekend was a good idea.
'But why did she have to come when I'm shirtless? She might think we're not professionals'
"Okay ma'am, I'll be right with you," Mia said, her voice bright as usual.
"No, is it possible for him to massage me?" she asked.
"Me?" Yohan was surprised, but there was no reason to refuse. "Of course, ma'am, follow me please."
Before long, she was lying on his massage bed with a towel covering her ass. Her body faced downward, with her breasts pressed against the bed.
She was completely naked except for her panties and the towel covering her lower half. While Yohan has just thrown in a shirt.
"I'll begin now. Tell me if you feel uncomfortable," Yohan said, pouring oil on her back and carefully rubbing it all over.
'Imagine if I was to fuck this ass—it would be so magical'
Just thinking about it was enough to get him hard as a rock, but he tried his best not to show it or do anything inappropriate, other than take a peak of her side boob.
He continued doing his job until he felt her hand run against the bulge in his pants. She could easily feel his erection.
"Is this because of me?" she asked.
Yohan immediately panicked—getting hard while massaging a customer was the worst thing he could ever do. What if she goes outside and tells people the Masseuse here was a pervert.
He pulled back and bowed. "I'm really sorry, ma'am, I didn't mean to."
"It's fine, honestly," she said, sitting up and revealing her two plump breasts. "I feel flattered that a young, handsome man like you finds an old woman like me attractive."
Seeing those perfectly shaped breasts, Yohan forgot to close his mouth. He couldn't take his eyes off them no matter how much he tried—it was like he was under a spell.
"The truth is, I actually heard about this place from my friend, Anna."
"Miss Anna?" Yohan repeated, surprised.
"Yes. She told me about your special massage, so I thought I should come and experience it myself."
'So that's why she requested me, it was all because of Anna. Thank you, Anna. May the universe bless your good works'
"I can pay extra if you'd like," she added.
"That won't be necessary, ma'am. All you have to do is what I say, and I promise to give you the time of your life," he said with a smirk.
'This is perfect. The fact that she came to me herself means I can do whatever I want, and it's not going to affect the business' Yohan celebrated in his heart.