Take My Breath Away

Chapter 425: The Farce

Carlos could sense Debbie's tense gaze even with his eyes shut. He opened his eyes all of a sudden and looked at her.         

    

The instant their eyes met, Debbie looked away. She now stared at the woman massaging Carlos.     

Anger was written all over her face. 'She looks pissed.     

Why? Who pissed her off?     

And why steal glances at me?' Carlos was confused.     

Ivan chuckled as he witnessed what was going on between Carlos and Debbie.     

But before he could say something, Debbie opened her mouth first. "Hey Blair. The masseuses here are so hot. Maybe we could find some masseurs who are just as hot."     

When she heard that, Kasie bit her lip. 'Tomboy must be jealous. I feel kind of weird, but I'm not attached. Ivan's her husband, ' she thought.     

Blair, who was also angry at Wesley, slapped her thigh and agreed cheerfully, "Good idea. Manager Xu, we want masseurs. Stephanie, Kasie, you two game?"     

Wesley, Carlos, and Ivan perked up their ears. The shoe was on the other foot now, so to speak.     

They didn't want hot guys massaging their loved ones.     

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Niles didn't get it at all and was still busy chatting with his masseuse. Kinsley, who knew women well, instantly understood what was going on. Instead of stopping them, he spoke quickly to interrupt. He told the manager, "Manager Xu, have four masseurs more handsome than me to serve our queens."     

The manager put on a flattering smile and said, "You must be kidding, Mr. Feng. We don't have anyone here more handsome than you. But, I will get the most handsome men available." Then he gestured for an assistant to call four masseurs over.     

Wesley frowned deeply. Carlos, however, stared at Debbie instead of looking at his fiancee. Although there was no expression on his face, his cold stare shot daggers at Debbie, who didn't seem to care.     

Ivan sighed with profound resignation as he knew Kasie got unwillingly dragged into this. In order to save Kasie from embarrassment, he told his masseuse, "Kasie over there seems a bit uncomfortable. Go and serve her instead. I'll have one of the masseurs massage me."     

Kasie was shocked. 'How did he know what I was thinking? The man's amazing!'     

A little disappointed, the masseuse stood up and walked towards Kasie.     

Wesley spoke next. "Blair, you sure you want a guy massaging you?" he threatened.     

"Come on! Get the stick out of your ass, and have fun for once. For me?" Blair blinked her eyes at him.     

Wesley shook his head and thought, 'This is not fun.'     

Before long, four masseurs came in. Wesley ordered the masseuse at his feet, "Go massage her." He pointed at Blair.     

Out of the five men here, three of them had girlfriends. Ivan and Wesley asked for masseurs. Carlos remained silent.     

Two masseurs were ready to massage Debbie and Stephanie. Carlos sat silently.     

Stephanie paid no attention at all and kept scrolling through the minutes of a conference on her phone. She'd done this before. Debbie rolled her eyes and suddenly had an idea.     

She knew what was going on, so she decided to take advantage of it. "Hi, how long will this take?" she started.     

"About half an hour," the masseur answered. He recognized Debbie as he was a fan of hers. As a professional masseur, he tried his best to remain calm and provide top-notch services for her. He was still champing at the bit, considering this would be a way he could show his appreciation to the singer that had brought him so much joy.         

    

Debbie rubbed her back and complained, "Geez! My back is killing me. Oh, and my waist as well. Can you give those spots extra-special attention?"     

The masseur got more excited as he answered cheerfully, "No problem. We aim to please."     

Kasie's jaw dropped as she thought to herself, 'He who plays with fire gets burned. Look out, Tomboy.'     

Ivan stole a glance at Carlos, who still remained silent and stoic. 'Man, he is so patient! Since he doesn't mind, I'd better let it be, ' he thought.     

As if they were having a contest of patience, Carlos allowed the masseuse to massage him while Debbie kept on chatting with the masseur.     

Seeing another man rubbing Debbie's feet and seeing she was enjoying it annoyed Carlos to no end.     

Carlos was frustrated and he could feel his rage building inside him. Finally, he couldn't hold it back anymore. With a sneer, he told Stephanie, "Stephanie, trade with me."     

Stephanie sneered to herself as well, and acted as if she didn't get his point. "You mean the masseuse and masseur?" she asked.     

"Mmm hmm," he simply answered.     

Stephanie told the masseur before her and said, "Go massage Mr. Huo, please."     

"Yes, Miss Li."     

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The masseur didn't know why. He got the idea that Carlos was jealous of him massaging Stephanie. So he did as he was bidden.     

As of now, only Debbie, Niles and Kinsley had the opposite sex massaging them.     

Niles was still enjoying his massage, flirting with the girl now pulling on his tense muscles. Suddenly, his phone beeped. He pulled it out and found a text from Carlos. "Ask your masseuse to serve Debbie," it read.     

Niles was rendered speechless. His first thought was 'Why? I like her a lot!' But he knew it wasn't a good idea to disobey Carlos. With a smile, he told Debbie, "Pepper Nian, can we swap massage therapists? Mine's too weak for me."     

Unexpectedly, the masseuse before him immediately said, "You don't have to do that. I can apply greater pressure. How about this?" She went so deep it started to hurt.     

"Ooooouch! Easy, easy!" It was clear to everyone there that he was in pain.     

They looked at Niles sympathetically.     

Niles said nothing. But in his mind, he was cursing nonstop. 'Fuck you, Carlos!' After taking a bit to recover, he pointed at Debbie and ordered the masseuse, "Go serve her."     

The masseuse thought that Niles was not happy with her. She got anxious, tears blurred her vision. "I'm really sorry, Mr. Li. I can be gentle. Please don't—"     action

However, Niles interrupted her. "I...I want a masseur." He forced the words out. In his mind, he said, 'I hope you're happy, Carlos. You owe me one.'     

The masseuse was stunned for a while and then thought, 'Is he gay?' She immediately stood up and said, "Got it, Mr. Li. Done and done."     

Niles wanted to cry. He even lied about his sexual orientation for Carlos.     

Seeing this, Debbie shrugged. She got what she wanted, so she lay back and enjoyed the massage.     

So that was how the farce ended.