His Destructive, Toxic Love (Jasper and Eliza)

Chapter 422

The man had this aura, like he was really big on personal space.

Eliza was momentarily at a loss for words.

If she chose to sleep on the couch, would that imply she was muddying their relationship? Making it impure? Was that what he meant?

"Casper, you really are..."

"I really am looking out for you," he said with a grin, pushing her gently onto the big bed, their noses almost touching, their breaths mingling. His eyes twinkled mischievously. "Don't be so formal with me." Eliza couldn't stand his playful demeanor.

She shoved him away, "Keep your distance."

"Alright then, sleep tight." He leaned in to kiss her but was met with a piercing glare.

She got up, "I'm thirsty."

"Stay in bed, I'll get you some water." He hopped out of bed, quickly filled a glass with lukewarm water, and brought it back, holding it up to her lips with a look that screamed 'please like me'. "Here, drink up." Eliza rolled her eyes, taking the glass from him. "I can drink by myself, no need to play nurse."

"I just wanted to lend you a hand." He winked, trying to be charming.

Eliza thought: ...Ugh, that's nauseating.

She was seriously tired.

After drinking the water, she crashed and sank into a deep sleep.

He lay on his side, propping his head up with one arm, quietly

She was stunning.

bridge all those years ago, she

of light piercing his world, and since then,

thirty-something years was letting

encounter to now,

go, to give her

But...

life, his heart couldn't

should have her but

knew this wasn't possessiveness;

his chest from time to time trying to squash it

winning her over

later realized, letting her go was

fair face, making his

always felt an

if this was some kind of sickness, but if it

inched closer, close enough to feel her gentle breaths on his ear, sending ripples through his heart.

made Eliza feel as if she was

fallen into an abyss but

her hand, she slapped

the promise you made?" She

with desire, and she

you promised