His Destructive, Toxic Love (Jasper and Eliza)

Chapter 733

"Making a big deal out of nothing," he chuckled.

"Mind sharing what's on your mind?" she asked, the tiny water droplets on her face and damp hair adding an extra layer of allure.

A fierce love sparked in his eyes as he reached for her neck, his fingers gently brushing her skin before their lips met in an instant. Their noses touched, breaths mingling in the air.

Her eyes, dreamy, slowly opened, gazing at him like a serene river in spring. "Have you been drinking?"

"Just a little," he admitted.

"You really don't take care of yourself, do you?"

He took a deep breath, pulling her closer into his arms, holding her tight. "Elle, I'm always trying to be a good husband. Can you feel that?"

"I can. You're improving," she acknowledged warmly.

"That's a relief." He wished he could hold her like this forever.

against him, savoring the rare moment they

gently closed, half-leaning against the hot tub's edge. His long, defined arms rested effortlessly on the rim, exuding a laid-back ease

filled with tenderness and concern, taking in

place. The subtle motion of his Adam's

fell casually over his forehead, water droplets sliding down, creating gentle ripples in the tub. This

wore glasses, probably to

amused at her

gaze slightly, his long eyelashes

smile, her eyes darting to the nearby grandfather clock. "It's getting late; I should head

scooping her up from the water, stepping out of the hot tub with her in

wrapping her arms around his neck, her rosy lips. brushing his ear with a hint of mischief. "Casper, I'm feeling a bit... in the

all their years together, she'd never been

forgot how to respond. She continued, her arms still

easier to conceive, maybe have

he said, his voice tinged with anticipation. His earlier frustrations

they pulled into Welton Estate, he didn't even bother closing the car door before carrying her

laid her on the bed, not exactly gently. Her small hands tugged at his shift, expertly finding his chest muscles, each