#Chapter38

I sit nervously on a small sofa in the living room, staring into the entryway.

A nice day at the spa. No catch.

I’m not enough of a pampered princess to know he wouldn’t do something like this for me unless it worked in his favor. I mean, a Brazilian wax would be understandable, but a massage as well?

I glance up as the guards at the main entrance swing open the doors, and I see Ariel tentatively step in. She looks absolutely terrified as she glances around, but her features noticeably brighten when she sees me.

“Aphrodite,” she calls out, and we both move towards each other, falling...