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.

her delicate hands wrapped around his waist again, her lips scorching as they found his

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

was lost in her initiative and

who I am?" he asked, his voice

drug in her system hadn't worn off; her feverish body craved release. She shook her head, her breath

heart pounded wildly. His passion erupted like a volcano once

care about the

how many times they had been together that night;

Eliza woke, it was

utterly drained.

No, that wasn't right.

with an

QUMS

as she sat up abruptly, throwing off the

"Oh my God..."

pierced

the exhausted man beside her. He looked at

in the next second,

of me! 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

fully awake from the pillow assault,

entire night neutralizing the drug in her system, and her first reaction was to