His Destructive, Toxic Love (Jasper and Eliza)

Dillon stood by the car, watching Casper's figure fade into the distance...

He couldn't help but wonder, with Mr. Casper having sustained such serious injuries, would he...

"Dillon, what's on your mind?" The driver handed Dillon a cigarette. "Worried Mr. Casper's not gonna make it?" Dillon took the cigarette, bringing it to his lips. "He's been hurt so bad... What if he doesn't make it?"

"Don't worry yourself sick. Mr. Casper's young and strong," the driver said, thinking Dillon was overreacting.

Dillon took a slow drag. Maybe it was because Casper had cheated death too many times; it had Dillon on edge. "Let's head back."

"Alright."

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In the bedroom...

The man and woman were entwined, bodies pressed tightly together. Amidst the soft sounds of kissing, their tongues danced with tireless fervor.

His breaths grew hotter as he let her tear at his clothes...

Though exhausted, he clutched her waist, his passion relentless.

They were both drenched in sweat by the end of it.

his waist again, her lips scorching

fully conscious,

he was lost in her initiative and tenderness, unable to

do you know who I am?" he asked, his voice thick with desire.

craved

pounded wildly. His passion erupted like a

didn't care about the

never tiring. He couldn't remember how many times they had been together that night; whenever she whispered "more,"

Eliza woke, it was

heat inside her had faded, leaving her utterly drained. She remembered entering a dark

No, that wasn't right.

with

QUMS

she sat up abruptly, throwing off the

"Oh my God..."

pierced the

her.

turned sharply to see Casper... and in the next second, she

I was drugged, and you still touched me? And another thing..." she was nearly incoherent with rage, "How did

from the pillow

in her system, and her first