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

it obvious

asked, his patience

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

left the kitchen and plopped himself down across

eyes red and puffy

overthink it. If you need anything,

"It's fine. I can handle

so formal with me," Juan said, glancing toward the kitchen. "Casper's making

helpless. Don't start any

wanting

misunderstandings.

labeled "the other woman"

If rumors about her and Casper started,

out of the kitchen with a steaming bowl of noodles and set it

it's hot." He went