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

slept with me. You need to take responsibility,"

him in shock, then let out a soft chuckle. "Me? Take responsibility for

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

Eliza: ...

look directly at her own handiwork. Grabbing

of what happened after she passed out

up in his bed but would have been violated by those thugs. Ugh. What difference did it make, sleeping with Casper or being

what? She didn't even want to think

were in turmoil. She

Casper again. She was

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

to start the conversation. Her lips pressed

David said, looking significantly worn, his eyes full of remorse. "When my father passed, I

need," she responded