His Destructive, Toxic Love (Jasper and Eliza)

Casper:

...

He sat up, pointing at himself, blinking in disbelief, almost too frustrated to speak.

"Indulging my own selfish desires? Valerie, last night you were the one clinging to me, refusing to let me take you to the hospital. You forced me, and now you're acting like nothing happened once your pants are back on?"

Eliza's face flushed bright red. Her ears turned a matching shade.

She slept with him? She had no memory of it.

"I blacked out," she said, getting out of bed and hurriedly putting on her clothes. There was no way she could be interested in Casper, let alone sleep with him. "Even if I did sleep with you unknowingly, I can make it up to you. Name your price." Casper was about to say something.

Fearing he would demand something outrageous, Eliza quickly added, "Even if it's a night at the top club in town, hiring a male model would only cost a few grand. You might not even measure up to them, so think carefully before you speak." Casper: ...

Trying to brush him off with money? And comparing him to a male model?

woman really had

with me. You need to take responsibility," he

let out a soft chuckle. "Me? Take responsibility for you? Are

his shoulder, where her nail marks were, and then his neck, covered in kiss marks,

Eliza: ...

bear to look directly at her own handiwork. Grabbing her shoes, her face flushed, she quickly left

memory of what

Casper... He must have rescued her. Otherwise, she wouldn't have ended up in his bed but would have been violated by those thugs. Ugh. What

For what? She didn't even

her thoughts were in turmoil. She needed

see Casper again. She was busy at the hospital,

slightly taken aback. Since their last encounter, they hadn't been in touch, as he

know how to start the conversation. Her lips

of remorse. "When

no need," she responded