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 breath, her delicate hands wrapped around his waist again, her lips

shivered violently. He knew she wasn't fully conscious, her desire more a physical reaction

lost in her initiative and

he asked,

feverish body craved release. She

passion erupted like a volcano

didn't care about the

together that night; whenever

Eliza woke,

faded, leaving her utterly drained. She remembered entering a dark alley, surrounded

No, that wasn't right.

been drugged with an aphrodisiac,

QUMS

eyes widened as she sat up abruptly, throwing off the

"Oh my God..."

pierced the

man beside her.

to see Casper... and in the next second, she grabbed a pillow

How could you? I was drugged, and you still touched me? And another thing..." she was nearly incoherent with rage, "How did you end up in my bed? Are you involved with those men

man, now fully awake from the pillow assault, frowned

in her system, and her first reaction was