His Destructive, Toxic Love (Jasper and Eliza)

Chapter 605

His heart raced, and his legs felt like jelly, as if he was teetering on the brink of life and death.

"What are you doing with that knife?" He stammered, hoping the alleged affair wasn't a done deal and no drastic action was necessary. "I mean... surely this isn't a life-or-death situation, right?"

Eliza didn't even glance up, her wrist flicked effortlessly, the blade slicing a chilling path through the air. "Casper, you've dirtied your hands, and I'm here to clean up the mess."

The blade gleamed ominously.

She paused, exhaling slowly before turning her head, a cryptic smile playing on her lips.

Casper's face turned ghostly pale, his legs refusing to cooperate.

"Sweetheart, don't do this. I can look into it, I promise I'll get to the bottom of it. No need for any drastic measures, really, it's not what it seems."

He backed away, fear gripping him.

One wrong move, and he felt he might end up in a very bad place.

from the bathroom, knife

cold gleamed

step she took, Casper matched with a step back. Eventually, he was cornered, collapsing onto the soft bed, yielding to her

that right?" Her voice was icy, sending shivers

just need a little time to figure

Adam's apple

moving over each tense muscle, along the ridges

good explanation, I'm going to make

"I swear, I've done nothing wrong to you." Gently, he nudged the knife's

want the real truth, not some story you're making up." She hoped he got the message: betray her, and

"Even if I had a hundred lives, I wouldn't dare, my

three days, you'll be sleeping in the guest room." She placed the knife on the nightstand, a

quickly nodded, not daring to hesitate, "Okay, I'll take the

up swiftly, and as he left, he picked up the knife, holding it carefully. "Be careful with

sat with a furrowed brow, his thoughts tangled with the night. How did those condoms end up

headboard, texting Chelsea

fingers flew over the screen, "I found

edin