His Destructive, Toxic Love (Jasper and Eliza)

Easton pressed Eliza down, ready to proceed.

He carelessly drenched her cocktail dress and hair, making them cling uncomfortably to her skin. "Mr. Gillum, I can't go on like this. Give me a moment. Let me take off my dress..." She gave him a seductive look, hoping to buy herself some physical and emotional respite.

Easton slapped her rear. "I'll wait, but be quick."

Finally emerging from the bathroom, she took a deep breath. She picked up the red wine she had set down and was about to take another sip when the doorbell rang.

Thinking it was room service, she put down the wine and went to open the door.

The door swung open. Casper stood there, face cold, lips pressed tightly together, a flicker of anger in his eyes.

She instinctively stepped back.

His gaze was icy. When he noticed her wet dress and hair, his eyes grew even colder.

She couldn't fathom why he was here now. Was he afraid she would run? Indeed, she had considered it but quickly abandoned the idea.

"There's no need for you to supervise personally. I've agreed to your terms, so I will take good care of Mr. Gillum."

words exploded like a bomb, shattering

into her eyes, his fingertips tensing up, "Eliza, are you looking forward to sleeping

she looking forward

at that. He sold her out yet used such words

this what

a cold luster-disdain, mockery, and sarcasm

grasped her wrist.

hasn't signed the contract

couldn't finish her

"Don't worry about my

her away, slamming the door behind them, showing no

the car. The door locked

his sudden change of heart. When he talked to the doctor about draining her of all her blood, it was clear he had been ready to discard

to just spend a night with another man. What was

care whether her purity was tarnished or

Easton, embarrassing Casper and the Welton