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."

as she finished speaking, Nova noticed the man standing behind Eliza, his

sure if he had

me," he said

Eliza didn't move.

entered the room, giving her another stern look.

herself, partly because she genuinely liked him and partly for the

of the elite was a dream come true. Even if she ended up with a limp and cane,

Fatconridge society with Casper's

love.

don't get it. Casper treats you so poorly. Why don't you just

with disdain. "Divorce him so you can swoop in? If

"You..."

by the floor-to-ceiling window, backlit, his tall

unmatched perfection, more composed, reserved, and intense than when she first met him six years

did you need something?" she asked, her lashes