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.

and walked back to her

there was a small rest area where she liked to nap, giving

invading her personal space. His movements were quick and domineering. Before Eliza could react, his kiss descended on her like a storm, enveloping her

forceful as if he intended to devour her entirely. The ferocity of it, combined with his already elevated body temperature, made him burn even more

you..." Eliza tried to push him away, but his body

a web, unable to struggle, and only able

held her tightly as if about to merge her into his soul. Their breathing became rapid,

low voice

pushed him away, trying to maintain some distance, "If you're hungry, go have something

"I have you."

head and kissed her dominantly, the embrace filled

detested this aggressive and domineering behavior. She

hitting him preci ich

it hurt.

where

he groaned, "Eliza, do you really want to hurt

clothes, her tone carrying a bit of helplessness. "I've already told you, I'm on