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."

thanks for all your hard

my job, no

to her door

her key card, Eliza opened her door, kicking off

dim light, a strong hand wrapped around her waist,

leaning into him, too worn out to stand on

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

the bed, kissing her forehead softly. His

her voice barely

sleeves rolled up,

that effortlessly

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

fulfilled, like

a snapshot of

set her phone down, Juan called. She knew he would have plenty

the knot? And no invite for me? Afraid I wouldn't chip in for a gift? Have you lost all