Chapter 134 Cleaner's Job

• "What took you so long? I was about to throw up on his fucking cock." Elena sighed in relief as Bryan walked up to them, his sleeves rolled up to reveal sweaty, veiny arms as perspiration clung to his shirt.
• "I had to take care of his bodyguards. Are you okay?" he asked, sweeping a lazy glance over her as he opened the briefcase.
• For a fleeting moment, the way sweat trickled down his v-shaped jaw appeared sexy, but she brushed the image off her mind.