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."

like a bomb,

"Eliza, are you looking forward to sleeping

she looking forward to

her out yet used such words to

Isn't this what you wanted?

a cold luster-disdain, mockery, and sarcasm

suddenly grasped her

contract yet, and

finish

about my business. I'll keep

away, slamming the door behind them,

the car. The

her of all her blood, it was clear

to just spend a night with another man. What was

and he didn't care whether her purity was

wouldn't reveal her identity to Easton, embarrassing Casper