"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.

and walked back

rest area where she liked to nap, giving her

Casper followed like a gust of wind, forcefully invading her personal space. His movements were quick and domineering. Before

The ferocity of it, combined with

tried to push him away, but his body was too heavy

moment, she felt like a butterfly caught in a web, unable to struggle, and only able

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

His low voice carried

maintain some distance, "If

"I have you."

head and kissed her dominantly, the embrace filled

and domineering behavior.

hitting him preci ich

it hurt.

where

he groaned, "Eliza, do you

pursed slightly, her face showing a hint of wariness as she carefully adjusted her clothes, her tone carrying a bit of helplessness. "I've already told you, I'm on my period right now,

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