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."

a bomb, shattering

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

she looking forward to

out

do you mean by that, Mr. Casper? Isn't this what you

with a cold luster-disdain, mockery,

suddenly grasped her wrist. "Come

Gillum hasn't signed the contract yet, and you promised me you'd let

couldn't finish her

worry about my business.

away, slamming the door behind them,

and thrown into the car. The door locked behind

draining her of all her blood, it

to just spend a night with another man.

care whether her purity was tarnished or

reveal her identity to Easton, embarrassing Casper