His Destructive, Toxic Love (Jasper and Eliza)

"If you haven't eaten, just ask Dillon to order something for you. I'm no chef," Eliza said, her tone and expression as chilly as a winter's day.

Casper reached over and grabbed her half-eaten takeout box. "Let me have a bite of your meal."

Her takeout box had both veggies and meat, but it looked pretty unappetizing. Casper wasn't used to leftovers. If he didn't like the food, he'd definitely take it out on her.

Eliza snatched her takeout back and tossed it straight into the trash. "Better let Dillon order you a fresh one."

Casper pouted, "Forget it. I'd rather starve."

Dillon secretly chuckled. Casper was really being difficult.

"Ms. Valerie, Mr. Casper's been running a fever all day. It's rare for him to have an appetite, and you... why did you throw it away?"

"An appetite for leftovers?" Eliza mocked with a slight curl of her lip. "How unique."

Casper felt hurt. Was she really mocking him so blatantly?

Dillon was utterly amused by the scene. She was getting bolder.

respond to Casper and walked back

there was a small rest area where she liked to

stepped into the rest area, Casper followed like a gust of wind, forcefully invading her personal space. His movements were quick and domineering. Before Eliza could react, his kiss descended on her like a storm, enveloping her in a deep and intense

was forceful as if he intended to devour her entirely. The ferocity of it, combined with his already elevated body temperature,

him away, but his

in a web, unable to struggle, and

merge her into his soul. Their breathing became rapid, filled with an indescribable

hungry." His low voice

distance, "If you're hungry, go have something to

"I have you."

firmly held the back of her head and kissed her dominantly, the embrace filled

and domineering behavior. She decisively lifted her

hitting him preci ich

it hurt.

where

in pain, and he groaned, "Eliza, do you

as she carefully adjusted her clothes, her tone carrying a bit of helplessness. "I've already