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.

wrapped around his waist again, her lips

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

initiative and

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

in her system hadn't worn off; her feverish body craved

wildly. His passion

didn't care about the

how many times they had been together that night; whenever she whispered "more," he complied. As dawn broke, they finally drifted into sleep

Eliza woke,

her utterly drained.

No, that wasn't right.

been drugged with

QUMS

as she sat up abruptly,

"Oh my God..."

pierced the

her. He looked at her

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

you took advantage 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 those men

from the

night neutralizing the drug in her system, and her