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

she wasn't fully conscious, her desire more

initiative and tenderness, unable to

he asked, his voice thick

hadn't worn off; her feverish body craved release. She shook her head, her breath tickling his ear.

pounded wildly. His passion erupted like a volcano once

care about

together that night; whenever she whispered "more," he complied. As dawn broke, they finally drifted into sleep in

Eliza woke, it was

Her head ached, the heat inside her had faded, leaving her utterly drained. She remembered entering a dark alley, surrounded

No, that wasn't right.

been drugged with an

QUMS

she sat up abruptly, throwing

"Oh my God..."

scream pierced the

woke the exhausted man beside her. He looked at

Casper... and in the next second,

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

man, now fully awake from the pillow

drug in her system, and her first reaction was to