Chapter 6 - "Touch Him Again and You're Fired!"
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The secret physical therapy became their nightly ritual. Every evening at 1:00 AM, after the guards did their perimeter checks, Mara locked the heavy oak doors of the penthouse.
Over three weeks, the progress was agonizingly slow but undeniably real. Rafe could now feel pressure down to his left calf. Mara spent hours massaging his atrophied muscles, forcing blood flow back into his legs, her strong hands working tirelessly while Rafe gritted his teeth against the returning pain.
It was a Tuesday night. Mara was kneeling on the floor between Rafe’s legs. She had her hands firmly gripped around his left calf, deeply massaging the muscle tissue as he leaned back, his eyes closed in deep concentration.
"Push against my hands, Rafe," Mara encouraged softly. "Try to flex the ankle. Just focus."
Rafe grunted, sweat beading on his forehead. Slowly, miraculously, his left foot twitched.
"Yes!" Mara beamed, looking up at him. "You did it!"
Suddenly, the electronic lock on the suite door beeped loudly.
Mara froze. Someone had an override keycard.
The heavy doors swung open. Sylvia stood in the entryway, wearing a stunning red cocktail dress and carrying a bottle of vintage champagne. Her smile vanished the absolute second she saw the scene before her.
To anyone walking in, it looked incredibly compromising. The plus-size maid was kneeling between her billionaire fiancé's legs, her hands gripping his calves, while Rafe was sweating and breathing heavily.
"What the hell is going on here?" Sylvia shrieked, dropping the champagne bottle. It shattered on the marble floor, spraying expensive liquor everywhere.
Mara scrambled backward, jumping to her feet, her heart pounding in terror. "Miss Vance, I was just—"
"Shut your mouth, you fat pig!" Sylvia screamed, marching across the room. Her face was twisted into a mask of pure, unadulterated fury. "I knew you were a scheming little rat! Trying to seduce a paralyzed man for a payout!"
"Sylvia, stop," Rafe warned, his voice a low, dangerous growl.
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But Sylvia was completely unhinged. She stepped right up to Mara, her blue eyes blazing with absolute hatred.
"Touch him again and you're fired!" Sylvia snapped, raising her hand as if she were about to strike Mara across the face. "I'll have you thrown into the street!"
