Judging Duke (LIVERPOOL BOYS #4) by Alex J. Adams EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Authors: Alex J. Adams
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DUKE
FIFTEEN YEARS LATER
I rubbed the warm oil between my hands, inhaling the scent of geraniums
and lavender, with just a hint of marjoram, before massaging it into the
ageing skin of my current client.
She groaned as I rubbed her neck and shoulders.
“You have the most wonderful hands, Duke,” Barbara said, her voice
thick. “Your massages are just so relaxing. Cyril loves it when I come
here.”
She giggled, and I rolled my eyes, almost knowing what she was
thinking. Barbara had been my client for the past two years and refused to
let anyone else touch her.
Cyril was her long-suffering husband who paid for her twice-monthly
massage at the exclusive health spa where I now worked.
“I know he does, Barbara, so let’s make you as limber as we can. Don’t
want you pulling a muscle.”
She tittered again, and I carried on working out the knots in her back,
hearing her sigh, my hands gliding easily over her tanned body.
She was seventy-five if she was a day, and as much as she liked to look
after herself, the many years she’d spent sunning herself in the South of
France told a story on her skin. I knew for a fact she’d had a few surgeries
to remove some odd-looking moles and a few blemishes. Fucking cancer.
I’d warned her many times.
It didn’t stop her, though. Despite my numerous cautions about sun
damage, she still spent six months of the year there.
She’d invited me to visit a few times, and I knew her intentions weren’t
purely platonic. There’d been the odd occasion I’d had to remove her
wandering hands, and she’d mentioned more than once how she and Cyril
liked to play with others.
I would never be one of them.
Many moons ago, I’d been likened to a young Lenny Kravitz, but I’d
shaved my head, removing my locs. I’d say my good looks had served me
well, first on the streets of Liverpool, then as a masseur to the rich and
famous. They wanted handsome. I had that in spades.
Some called me cocky. I called it confidence.
At sixteen, I’d left home to live with my aunt, and within weeks, at age
seventeen, I was forced out onto the streets. Growing up happened quickly.
Those days were never far from my thoughts. They’d made me into the
man I was today. Fearless and strong, I took shit from no one. I’d learnt to
look after myself with the help of a prostitute I’d met after spending a few
nights on the streets.
Very few of my clients knew what I’d gone through to get where I was
now. No way I was telling them either.
None of their fucking business.
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