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.

Eliza one last time and reluctantly let her go.

coat, and walked out without

felt a wave of bitter

Nova was so intense he'd personally fetch her tempons. Once, she would have given anything for such

...

to the design department. Her boss didn't question her absence, and she offered no

noon approached, a buzz

manager will be

be

"Isn't Mr. Casper married?"

heard he's getting divorced, and this

might be the CEO's future wife? Working under her watchful

"Shh, she's here."

turned as Molly wheeled in

up a chance to flaunt her status. Nova needed to feet superior, masking her

deputy manager, Nova. Let's give her a warm welcome." Colleagues

fixated on Eliza. "You're not going

looked up,

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

good