[Chain's POV]
We just arrived at Paris and we were fetched by my men. I keep massaging my head as the long ride made me exhausted.
We got to stay in Paris for two months and with the same reason... business. I can't wait to go back home.
"Wesley, what's for dinner?" I asked after taking a glance at the time which is almost 8:30
I could feel my stomach growling. The best thing that I like about Paris is the food. The juicy meat and veggies.
"What do you like to eat, Sir?"
"A steak, maybe? Where are we staying again?" I can't believe I'm getting forgetful now. I always got to memorize the time we would depart, the place we're staying in, my schedule for the next two weeks and such. Maybe I'm getting too busy making myself happy.
I forced a chuckle because of what I thought. Being hap
