His Destructive, Toxic Love (Jasper and Eliza)

"Ah, if you keep talking like that, I might just blush," Nova's voice, sweet and a bit over-the-top, filled the room. "Whether I become the CEO's wife or not is all up to you, Faithe. Can you put in a good word for me?"

"You're giving me too much credit," Faithe said. "You know better than anyone how Mr. Casper feels about you. I've heard you were his first love?"

Nova giggled, covering her mouth. "How would I know? He never mentioned it to me."

"Ms. Nova, no need to be so modest."

The two were deep in conversation when Eliza walked up, her face stern. "Faithe, Molly sent me to get last year's design drafts for the company's logo. Can you find them for me?"

Faithe looked a bit embarrassed at first but quickly composed herself. "Sure, just a moment." She turned and headed to the file room.

Nova crossed her arms and gave Eliza a smirk. "Sorry if you feel left out, but I can't help it. Casper really does treat me differently. I am his first love and all that."

"Nova, you don't need to make a show in front of me. I've been over Casper for a long time. Even if you did it right in front of me, it wouldn't affect me."

Nova was taken aback by Eliza's response. Wasn't she the one who had cried and insisted on marrying him?

"You don't love him anymore?"

"Nope."

noticed the man standing behind Eliza, his face

heart tightened. She wasn't sure if

me," he said in a low, commanding

Eliza didn't move.

room, giving her another stern

herself, partly

high society and becoming one of the elite was a dream come true. Even if she

Fatconridge society with Casper's

love.

treats you so poorly. Why don't you just divorce

him so you can swoop in?

"You..."

CEO's office and walked in. Casper stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, backlit, his tall and straight figure accentuated by a perfectly tailored suit, exuding authority

was a picture of unmatched perfection, more composed, reserved, and intense than when

you need something?" she asked, her lashes lowered,