His Destructive, Toxic Love (Jasper and Eliza)

"What kind of attitude do you want from me?" Her hair was a mess, sprawled across the pillow, and her beautiful eyes were bloodshot. "If you really want someone who listens to you, go find Nova. Don't bother me."

"Tell me, did you meet up with Aaron?" His big hand moved around her neck. "Hmm?"

"No."

"Really?" He squeezed a bit, making Eliza scream in pain. "Did you or didn't you?"

"No, no, no!" She shook her head frantically, struggling pointlessly.

By chance, her hand touched something.

It only took a second before she raised the kitchen knife high and aimed for his heart.

Casper caught her wrist. He looked shocked. "You wanna kill me?"

The kitchen knife was just something Eliza grabbed on a whim. She didn't really want to kill him; he was just pushing her too far.

He exerted a bit of force, and the knife fell from Eliza's hand.

All interest was gone, and his eyes turned cold. He stood up, got dressed, and kicked the knife away.

"Eliza, you've really outdone yourself. Do you wanna kill me? Think you got what it takes?"

Her legs trembled as she shakily pulled on her clothes.

she couldn't kill him, she'd kill herself. But...

chest heaving violently. He swept a

fine." He almost ground his teeth to dust. After smashing a few more ornaments, his sharp gaze turned to her. "I really underestimated you, huh? Were you planning to make yourself a

shoulder, his dark eyes hidden in the dim light, making

the consequences are? Do you?" He grabbed her hair, forcing her to look up. "Who

like

didn't even dare to look at

room that could be broken was

time won't hold

there Eliza, remember this-if

a next

family will disappear.".net

hung her

a while, Casper's phone rang. He

and Eliza coming?"

glanced at the disheveled

in great spirits today;

few more deep breaths, looked back at Eliza, and dialed a number. "Go buy

later, Faithe

door with a Chanel

hand