His Destructive, Toxic Love (Jasper and Eliza)

Eliza closed her eyes and leaned in, offering her lips. She felt awkward, hesitant, but drawn by an irresistible pull.

"Do you even know how to kiss?" His breath hitched at her clumsy approach.

She shook her head, a silent confession.

With a swift move, he took charge, cradling the back of her head as their lips met.

Suddenly, a cellphone rang, cutting through the moment. Casper ignored it, his lips trailing down her neck.

"You really should answer that," she murmured.

"Not interested," he replied, dismissing the noise.

But the ringing didn't stop.

Gathering her courage, Eliza pulled the phone from his pocket. A glance at the screen showed it was Nova calling.

"It's Nova. You sure you don't want to answer?"

With a reluctant sigh, he took the phone, his voice edged in annoyance, "Hello?"

"Casper, I got my period. Can you grab me some tempons? My stomach's killing me. Oh, and some smoothie too?" Nova's voice was tentative. "Got it," Casper said softly.

kissed Eliza one last time and reluctantly let

left the kitchen, grabbed his coat, and walked

wave of bitter

fetch her tempons. Once, she would have given anything for such

...

design department. Her

approached, a buzz

a new deputy manager will be here today, handpicked

it be Mr.

"Isn't Mr. Casper married?"

heard he's getting divorced, and this one's his

might be the CEO's future wife? Working under her watchful eye, will we ever catch a

"Shh, she's here."

as Molly wheeled in the new deputy

her status. Nova needed to feet

introduced her with a flourish, "Meet our new deputy manager, Nova. Let's give her a warm welcome." Colleagues clapped in

fixated on Eliza. "You're not

up, clapping

all set. Mr. Casper made sure you'd be taken

hears good things