His Destructive, Toxic Love (Jasper and Eliza)

He couldn't stand being around her, so much so that he'd come home only in the dead of night.

Though he clearly didn't like her, he was strangely addicted to her body. Beyond their physical encounters, he knew almost nothing about her.

"Plain broth again?" he suddenly said.

Eliza didn't turn around. "I made egg soup," she replied calmly.

"No meat?"

Eliza opened the fridge and pulled out a sausage. "Will this do?"

"It'll have to," he grumbled.

Eliza brought the bowl to him with a smile. "Here you go, enjoy."

"Just one portion?" he asked, looking up.

"There's more."

"Get another one and join me."

Eliza shook her head. "I can't afford such a fancy meal."

"It's on me."

Eliza stayed put.

twirled some pasta, blew on them, and held them

hesitated. "...You eat

awkward, she retreated to the kitchen to clean up the

making her scream. "Let go of me,

scream like that

chin rested on her shoulder, making her

he losing it? She felt his body react and wanted to escape, but

an apartment

are you trying to say?" he murmured, biting gently behind her ear. "Eliza, we're married,

"I don't like this."

Sex

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saving yourself for Aar

have to do with

get

you saving yourself for?" he asked, lifting her onto the countertop, his hands trapping her in place. "Eliza,

bright and intense, locked onto his. "Mr. Casper, what do

"I want the truth."

bet you've already imagined it, Aaron and me in bed. And yes, it's exactly