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.

and reluctantly let her go. "You... should get some

the kitchen, grabbed his coat, and walked out

a wave of

fetch her tempons. Once, she would have given anything for such attention. Now, it meant

...

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

noon approached, a buzz of gossip filled

a new deputy manager will be here today,

be Mr.

"Isn't Mr. Casper married?"

and this one's his

future wife? Working under her watchful eye, will

"Shh, she's here."

wheeled in the

her status. Nova needed to feet superior,

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

eyes fixated on Eliza. "You're not going to welcome

looked up,

along with Ms. Nova," Molly continued, wheeling Nova towards the office. "Your office is all set. Mr. Casper made sure you'd be

Mr. Casper hears good things about you," Nova replied