NTR Massage Parlour: A Wellness Technique Guide-Chapter 260: Back to Strangers

He spun, tearing the hair from his hand and using the brief slack to put distance between them, shaking the feeling back into his fingers.

She stood across from him, chest heaving, her braids hovering in the air around her like a crown of dark blades.

"You’re the first person fast enough to grab it," she said. Something in her voice had shifted—less confident now, more focused.

"You’re the first person whose hair has tried to strangle me," he replied. "We’re both having a strange day."

She sent four at once.

He dropped low, letting two whip past overhead. He caught a third against his forearm and used it to yank her off balance, then sidestepped the fourth entirely. Her footing broke and she stumbled.

He was behind her before she could recover, one arm locked around her throat, careful but firm.

"I told you I didn’t want to hurt you," he said quietly into her ear. "Now tell me who sent you. Because the next time one of those things touches me, I’m going to start pulling them out at the root."

She gritted her teeth as the braids trembled in the air around them.

Then they struck.

They wrapped around his face, flooding into every opening—his ears, his nose, his mouth—forcing their way deeper.

Yohan panicked.

His grip tightened for only a split second, but there was a crack.

Her body went limp in his arms. The braids fell instantly, lifeless strands dropping to the floor.

Gasping, Yohan tore the hair from his face and mouth and shoved it away before letting her body slip from his grasp.

She collapsed onto the floor.

Her eyes remained open. But there was nothing behind them, she was gone.

"No..." he muttered.

He didn’t need to even check her pulse, there was no sign of life.

"What did I do...?" His mind raced as he struggled to accept the reality.

"I killed her"

It was hard for him to even hear himself admit it out loud. Even if he didn’t mean to do it, she was actually dead.

’Wh-what do I do?’ he wondered, his heart rate increasing rapidly.

All his life, he had never been more afraid than he was at this moment. Killing a person was never really part of the plan.

He looked at her lifeless face one more time, snapping his mind into survival mode.

’I was only protecting myself’ he reminded himself.

She was the one trying so hard, and if he hadn’t done something she would have taken him out instead.

He didn’t have the time to properly calculate his strength, or restrain her safely. She wasn’t going to stop no matter what so maybe this was indeed the only way.

He stood up and walked over to the sink, splashing some water on his face then wiping off with his hands.

There was a mirror in front of him and all he could see was the eyes of a murderer.

He looked at the three bodies on the floor, and decided there was nothing he could do for them. So he left.

Even if the two men were to wake up, they probably wouldn’t report him to the police because they attacked him first.

The last thing they would want is the police to get involved, as for the dead body...

’I made sure no one saw me leave the bathroom, so there should be no other way to connect me to her... a few minutes ago we were total strangers, now it would just go back that way’ He told himself as he walked further away.

There were a few cameras around but only at critical points of the building to save cost, and with little effort they were easily avoided.

Just like that Yohan truly believed he had gotten away with murder, he probably wasn’t even thinking straight at the moment due to the shock. The only thing he was sure about was that he needed to get far away from the crime scene.

Slowly, and with a heavy mind, he found his way back to his lodge.

"Hey bro, there’s a problem..." Anthony found him once he came upstairs.

"I’m not in the mood, right now," he brushed past him without stopping.

"You don’t understand—"

"Anthony," he paused and looked him dead in the eye, "this is not the time,"

Anthony couldn’t say anything else. Yohan continued to his door, grabbing the handle only to realize it was already unlocked. Inside, sitting on opposite sides of the room, were Jenna and Cassie.

"This is what I was trying to warn you about," Anthony whispered from behind.

"How did you both get in here?" He asked

"He let us in obviously," Jenna said with her hands folded.

"Why?" Yohan sighed.

"Sh-She made me do it,"

"I asked to wait inside nicely," Jenna said, her tone flat "I didn’t know you were expecting a guest," 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚

"I’m sorry for barging in unannounced," Cassie said nicely, "I was calling but you weren’t answering, I just wanted to-"

She paused, her brows raising with concern, "Yohan is everything alright?"

"What?"

Yohan felt that he was doing a good job keeping a straight face but Cassie still managed to notice something was wrong.

"Are you okay? You’re sweating so much," she came closer and put a hand over his forehead.

"Yeah," Yohan pushed her hand away. "It’s just hot out side,"

"Okay, I guess I can come back later. We could talk then," Cassie said with a light tone, before leaving.

As she walked past, Anthony couldn’t look away. He had never seen anyone so beautiful before. From the moment he set his eyes on her, he wanted to have a chance to at least say a few words to her.

’You can do this Anthony’ he told himself,

"I-I... I’ll walk you out," his voice broke for a bit making him sound a little awkward, but he managed to get the words out.

"Sure, thank you," Cassie said with a smile, before turning back for a moment "It was nice meeting you,"