His Destructive, Toxic Love (Jasper and Eliza)

Their eyes locked.

Out of nowhere, he leaned in and kissed her. She was startled and shoved him away. "Please, Mr. Casper, have some respect."

"Eliza, you're my wife." He was visibly annoyed, her repeated rejections fueling his anger. "What do you mean?"

"Didn't you text me this morning, reminding me not to tell anyone at work about our relationship?" She stepped back to increase the distance between them. "At the office, we're just boss and employee." He stared at her, cold and intense. His rage was about to boil over, but he managed to keep it in check. With a deep breath, he slammed his hand down, shattering the ashtray on his desk. "Get out." Eliza turned and bolted. She nearly collided with Faithe on her way out. "Ms. Eliza? Did you upset Mr. Casper again? We're at work. Please mind your behavior."

Faithe tossed some documents at her. "Alright, back to work."

Eliza didn't argue. She gathered the papers and headed back to the design department.

The design department was on the twenty-second floor, just one floor below the CEO's office. Eliza had taken too long, and her supervisor wasn't happy. "Why did that take you an hour?" "Sorry, Molly. I'll be quicker next time."

"The last thing we need is a designer who drags their feet. I don't care where you worked before; here, we value efficiency. Got it?"

"Got it."

didn't push

clock out, and as she was about to leave, someone from HR called out to her. "Eliza, still here? Hard work pays off, you know. A single unit just opened up, and

person to leave?"

handed her a key. "Here's the key

like a ray of sunshine had cut through her dark world. "Really, I

rep added, "The studio apartment is right next to our building, super close. You'll save a

"Great."

hand sparkled with promise.

Eliza headed straight to the studio apartment. The floor was quiet, likely because

room was

lived here with their partner

was a moderate

use as a lover's nest. Eliza needed to change the linens and tidy up a