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.

he lingered. He kissed Eliza one last time and

left the kitchen, grabbed his coat, and walked out without another

a wave

to Nova was so intense he'd personally fetch her tempons. Once,

...

design department. Her boss didn't question her absence, and she offered

a buzz of

is, a new deputy manager will be here

be

"Isn't Mr. Casper married?"

he's getting divorced, and

wife? Working under her watchful eye, will we ever catch

"Shh, she's here."

as Molly wheeled in the new

had expected this. Nova wouldn't pass up a chance to flaunt her status. Nova needed

our new deputy manager, Nova. Let's

eyes fixated on Eliza. "You're not going

looked up,

towards the office. "Your office is all set. Mr. Casper made sure you'd be taken care of. If you need anything,

good