Chapter 83 | Master and Student
Chapter 83: 83 | Master and Student
Seeing her master breathing hard with that expression on her face, Emma was sure of what she had just walked into. Her eyes turned red immediately.
"Master, how could you do this to me?" She said out loud and dropped to the floor, crying.
Seeing her reaction, Natasha and Dante both understood what was going through her head. They exchanged a glance, Natasha blushing slightly while Dante held back a grin.
"Emma, this isn’t what you think." Natasha tried to explain.
"I’m not a child, Master. I know what I saw." Emma kept her head down and spoke in an aggrieved tone.
"He was just massaging my back. Look, our clothes are still on." Natasha explained, feeling bitter about the fact that nothing had actually happened between them.
Hearing that, Emma’s head shot up immediately. Her eyes darted between the two of them and confirmed that their clothes were fully on. She scrambled to the couch and inspected everything before quietly breathing a sigh of relief.
She wiped her eyes with the back of her hand and stared at Dante with suspicion. "Since when do you know how to give massages?"
As far as she knew, Dante had never learned anything about massaging. Let alone have the skill to make a woman like her master moan like that.
"Well, if you still don’t believe me, you can try it yourself." Dante said with a shrug, laughing like a madman on the inside.
Without saying a word, Emma lay face down on the couch. She clearly didn’t believe him one bit.
’...Poor girl.’ Natasha shook her head in disappointment after seeing Emma underestimate Dante. This was exactly what she did at first and he made her answer with her own mouth.
Dante had an amused smile on his face as he got into position. "Can I start? And where should I massage?"
"Wherever you want! Just hurry up!" Emma said impatiently.
Dante’s eyes immediately dropped to her ass before he quickly looked away.
But Natasha caught that look and gritted her teeth. She didn’t feed anything special to her female students but all of their bodies had developed perfectly on their own.
’Calm down, Natasha. Yours is still bigger.’
"Then I’ll do the back." Dante placed his hands on her back and pressed down gently.
"Nngh~!" Emma’s body jerked the instant his fingers moved across her muscles. Her eyes went wide and she bit down on the couch cushion to stop any more sounds from coming out.
’W-WHAT THE HELL?!’ Her mind was screaming. He had only pressed once and her entire body went limp. ’So he really wasn’t lying.’
"See? Told you." Natasha said from the side with her arms crossed, watching with the expression of someone who had already been through this exact thing.
Emma didn’t respond. Dante didn’t give her the chance. His hands moved across her back and every spot he touched sent a wave of relief through her body that she had never felt before.
"You’re really tense. Have you been sleeping properly?" Dante asked casually while working on a particularly stubborn knot.
"S-shut up and keep going." Emma’s voice came out muffled against the cushion. Her ears were completely red.
Natasha watched the two of them with a complicated expression.
She was proud that Dante’s skills were good enough to shut Emma up in seconds. But she was also annoyed that another woman was enjoying those hands.
After a few minutes, Dante stopped and pulled his hands back. Emma lay there motionless like her soul had left her body.
"So, do you believe me now?" Dante asked with a grin.
Emma slowly turned her head and looked at him through glazed eyes. "...Where did you learn this?"
Dante turned to look at Natasha, silently asking if he should say it. Emma had a confused look on her face watching the two of them exchange glances.
"Go ahead and tell her." Natasha nodded. She had no intention of covering for her son’s actions.
Dante started from the beginning, explaining how Ryan had bullied him growing up. And naturally, he threw in a few extra details to spice things up. Enough to make even Natasha’s blood boil.
"That bastard did all of that and you never told me?!" Emma sat up with an angry face.
"That son of a—" The words flew out of her mouth before she could stop them.
She caught herself halfway and immediately looked at Natasha with a guilty expression. "I’m sorry, Master."
"It’s fine. I understand." Natasha let out a laugh but her eyebrows were twitching. She wasn’t angry at Emma. Her anger was aimed squarely at Ryan.
Dante then seemed to remember something. "Oh, I forgot to mention something to you."
Both women looked at him, putting their anger aside.
"My condition is cured. I can cultivate now."
The room went silent for a second before Emma’s eyes lit up.
"WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY?!"
"I said I’m cured." Dante repeated with a casual smile.
Emma stared at him. Her lips trembled and her eyes started filling with tears again, but these were completely different from the ones before.
"You... you’re really cured?" Her voice was shaking.
"Mm." Dante nodded. "Not just me. Master is cured now too."
Emma immediately turned to Natasha and she nodded back at her with a smile.
’Master would never joke about something like this. So this... this is really true.’
The next moment, Emma launched herself at both of them and wrapped her arms around them as tight as she could. "I’m so happy! I’m so, so happy! You have no idea how scared I was! I thought I was going to lose both of you!"
Natasha was pressed against the two of them with no room to move. She just sighed and looked at her student’s crying face. ’What a crybaby.’
She could see it clearly. Emma truly loved Dante and looked at her like a mother. The fact that she was trying to steal this girl’s man made a pang of guilt twist in her chest.
But she still wasn’t going to give up on him.
And the moment when everything comes to light, things would be far uglier than Emma’s little misunderstanding just now.
’This is all his fault for being so charming. Making both master and student fall for him.’ Natasha shot him a side glare and threw all the blame on Dante.
’You better choose me in the end!’