Casper took a while to calm down.

Dillon felt a pang of sympathy for his boss and gently advised, "Mr. Casper, maybe you shouldn't force things. I don't think she's the type to hold back, and if you really get hurt, it won't be easy to heal." Casper was feverish, irritable beyond words. With a swift kick, he sent the trash can next to the bed tumbling over.

"Next time, I'll tie her up completely. Then we'll see how tough she really is."

Dillon's mouth twitched involuntarily.

"Look at her, laughing and flirting with everyone else, but when she sees me, it's like she wants to tear me apart. Do you think she's been charmed by that pretty boy, and completely forgotten who she is?" "Pretty boy?" Dillon scratched his head, pondering. Was Casper talking about that young man, Mr. Noel?

"Mr. Casper, do you mean Mr. Noel?"

"Who else could I be talking about?" Casper scoffed.

"Mr. Casper, no matter what, it's unlikely for her to fall for some innocent young boy." Dillon chuckled awkwardly, trying to lighten the mood. "You should have some confidence in yourself. She... she probably knows her limits."

had neither

would have any limits. To her, he was like rotting

he had saved

Somel.r

there was nothing binding her to him. For her to cuckold him would take no effort at all. He was

over. What did it matter if they lived under the same roof? Or shared the same bed? Even if he indulged her, pampered her, and swallowed his pride, what would it change?

with Eliza was far from

like the morning sun, warm and dazzling.

pain and

her to death. Perhaps the connection between him

vulnerable from the start.

her back to Falconridge," Casper muttered, his voice low

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