True Fated Marriage (Grace and Heinz) novel Chapter 20

Grace was still afraid of Heinz's dangerous vibe and dared not move.

Heinz continued to squeeze some ointment and applied it on her face. He took the ointment with his fingers and spread it little by little until it covered the entire palm print on her face.

Grace was still in shock and could not react at all.

As for his hand, it was soft and gentle. Grace did not feel any pain. His gentle movements gave her an illusion, as if he was taking care of the most precious baby in the world.

The more Heinz rubbed, the more gentle he became.

His eyes fell on her face, strong and silent, but this alone was enough to make her blush.

Feeling a little uneasy, Grace surreptitiously lowered her eyes and did not look at his face.

"Does it still hurt?" A gentle male voice floated in her ear, low, husky and magnetic.

"Thank you, it doesn't hurt anymore." Grace said quickly and pulled his hand down, hoping it would come to an end.

However, his hand, which was carrying the ointment, suddenly turned over and grabbed her little hand.

Grace shivered and immediately looked up into the man's eyes.

Heinz was looking at Grace, staring deeply into her eyes, as if he wanted to search deep in her eyes and see her thoughts.

"Not done yet," Heinz said.

Grace’s hand was wrapped tightly by Heinz. Her heart was beating wildly. She said in a panic, "I'll do it myself."

"You can't see it." Heinz said gently.

Grace didn't know what to do.

"Don't move." Heinz let go of her hand and continued to put his hand on her face. He moved his fingers to the corner of her mouth.

Grace trembled, feeling very anxious, she was still in shock. "Mr. Jones—"

Heinz frowned. Obviously, he didn't like her speak now to break the ambience.

His presence was wildly disrupting her thoughts. She tried to calm down and said, "Mr. Jones, thank you, just tell me what do you want from me?"

His finger had touched her lips. Heinz suddenly froze, stopped there, and did not move.

The temperature in the car seemed to rise very quickly.

Grace was very nervous.

"Miss Smith, there is a price to pay for everything you do." Heinz said slowly, carefully enunciating word by word.

"We can try," He replied.

"Ha, I would rather get killed by your dog than sleeping with you." Grace remarked disdainfully.

"Well." Heinz raised his voice and smiled. He did not seem agitated by her harsh remark. "I'm not negotiating with you."

"You’ re giving me an order." Grace sneered. "Then I'll accept your order."

"You don't know your place." Heinz tried to convince Grace.

"You are just aroused." Grace, continued, still provoking him.

The atmosphere became tense.

Heinz's face darkened and he tightened his grip on her face.

His phone rang.

Heinz released his grip but did not pick up the call. He rejected the call and did not seem to care. He said in a low voice, "Go along with me or stay with my dogs. Make up your mind."

Grace looked at Heinz coldly and said, "In my eyes, you are even worse than your dog."

A hint of cruelty flashed in Heinz's eyes. "Wait and see."