His Destructive, Toxic Love (Jasper and Eliza)

Chapter 638 Casper hadn't seen his wife for a couple of days, and if he didn't head to Paris soon, it might stretch into a month.

"So, got any better ideas?"

"Aren't you the master of taking charge?" Dillon teased with a cheeky grin. "Losing your touch?"

"You little..." Casper raised his fist playfully, but Dillon dodged, laughing. "Relax, I'm just messing with you."

"Stick to your own business. I've got my own rhythm, which you wouldn't get."

Dillon nodded in agreement, like he was nodding to the beat of music. Yeah, he wouldn't get it.

Once Eliza landed in Paris, work took over her life.

After a long day, she was beat.

"Ms. Eliza, you've got tomorrow off, so enjoy sleeping in," Brian said, handing her bag over. "Get back to your room, take a nice, hot shower, and sleep tight. Sweet dreams."

"You too, thanks for all your hard

doing my

door safely before heading to his own

her door, kicking off her heels and taking

wrapped around her waist,

doing here?" she asked, leaning into him, too worn out to stand

her further inside. "You look exhausted. Just lie down for a bit. I'll run you

her on the bed, kissing her forehead softly. His eyes were pure tenderness. "Rest up for

voice barely above

in a crisp white shirt and black suit pants, sleeves rolled up, a few. buttons undone. His long legs and broad

effortlessly

she rolled over on the bed, checking her work schedule on her phone. Tomorrow, she had a rare day

read: "Feeling fulfilled,

added a snapshot of the iconic Eiffel

as she set her phone down, Juan called. She knew he would have plenty to say. "Hey,

tie the knot? And no invite