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

his fingertips tensing up, "Eliza, are you

she looking forward to

sold her out

you mean by that, Mr. Casper? Isn't this what you wanted? What is there to look forward

with a cold luster-disdain, mockery,

suddenly grasped her wrist. "Come

care about your billion-dollar project anymore? Mr. Gillum hasn't signed the contract yet, and you promised me

couldn't finish her

interrupted her irritably, "Don't worry about

them, showing no

the

her of all her blood,

was required to just spend a night

love her, and he didn't care whether her purity was tarnished

her identity to Easton, embarrassing Casper and the Welton