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

need to take responsibility,"

shock, then let out a soft chuckle. "Me? Take responsibility for you? Are you out of

He touched his shoulder, where her nail marks were, and then his neck,

Eliza: ...

couldn't bear to look directly at her own handiwork. Grabbing

of what happened after she passed out

she wouldn't have ended up in his bed but would have been violated by those thugs. Ugh. What difference did it make, sleeping with Casper or being violated

For what? She didn't even want to

her thoughts were in

see Casper again. She

encounter, they hadn't been in touch,

didn't know how to start the conversation. Her lips pressed

full of remorse. "When my father passed, I lost it a bit. I was... rude to

need," she responded