His Destructive, Toxic Love (Jasper and Eliza)

"So?" She furrowed her brows slightly, an unconscious gesture that only added to her allure.

He was entranced, gently holding the back of her head as he leaned in for a kiss. She didn't resist. Neither did she respond-she just let him.

He nibbled on her earlobe, his voice intense. "So, let's just stay together."

"Why bother? Isn't it better to find someone you truly love and spend your life with them?" She found Casper somewhat pitiable.

He sighed almost imperceptibly. "How do you know I don't love you?"

Her eyes flickered slightly.

Did he love her? Did he even know what love was? His idea of love seemed more like possession. That was not love. Love is about tolerance, understanding, and absolute trust. Casper could never grasp these concepts. "I stopped loving you a long time ago and I won't fall for you again."

"There might be a miracle. I hope for a miracle," he said, his voice unusually gentle.

He knew regaining her trust would be hard. She had walked into this willingly. Now that she was here, he wasn't going to let her go so easily. Call him possessive or even sick-he didn't care.

His scorching kiss trailed down, his rough hands tearing open her blouse, gripping her waist tightly.

She noticed something was off about

He had a fever. "You're

playing on his lips, "Are you worried about

weak. You've caught a fever from the rain," she

or not. Without giving her a chance to think, he pressed his hand against

look in the mirror. You look like

and walked out of

QUMS

on the cold

Nobody was dying. He looked at himself in the mirror, realizing his

to the auction house. Before she left, he issued a stern warning, "Keep

en

ignored him, slamming the car door and walking away. Casper was left

meetings. Coupled with the fever that still

maybe we should go to the

desk and a fever patch