His Destructive, Toxic Love (Jasper and Eliza)

"What does it matter to you?" Casper shot back, eyeing Juan suspiciously. "Are you here to make sure I'm not after Eliza anymore?"

Juan's intentions were as clear as day. "Juan, cut the crap. If you want to go after Eliza, let's keep it straightforward and fair. No need for all this sneaky business."

Juan smirked. "If I had wanted to pursue Eliza earlier, what would that have to do with you, Casper?"

"If you can't keep up with her, don't blame me for stepping in," Casper retorted, stroking his stubbled chin thoughtfully. "We've known each other since we were kids. I might not be better than you in many ways, but I've got a good temper, I'm tolerant, and most importantly, I'm young and energetic."

Casper rolled his eyes. "Nice way of patting yourself on the back."

He turned around and cracked two eggs into a bowl, whisking them with ease, looking every bit the domestic partner.

Juan, clearly enjoying the banter, continued, "Women prefer men who understand them over those who just say they love them. Like, I know what she likes to eat do you? I know her favorite clothing brands-do you? Love isn't just about sweet talk, you know." Casper stayed silent, fuming internally.

"No wonder you can't win her over," Juan added smugly.

Casper slammed the bowl and whisk down. "Enough."

"Yeah, yeah, I talk too much. Sorry for interrupting your romantic dinner prep," Juan said, not moving an inch. "But seriously, do you still love Eliza?"

he wasn't about

wasn't it obvious from his

he asked, his

"Yeah, I'm done. Enjoy your cooking, Mr. Casper. I'll go

himself down across from Eliza in

miserable, her eyes

it. If you need anything, just let

head slightly. "It's fine. I can

glancing toward the kitchen. "Casper's making dinner for you. Seems like

sorry for me, thinking I'm helpless. Don't start any rumors.

wanting

misunderstandings.

labeled "the other woman" was bad enough.

with Susan was enough to upset her. If rumors about her and Casper started, how could

the kitchen with a steaming bowl

while it's hot." He