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.

emerged from the bathroom, knife

cold gleamed

a step back. Eventually, he was cornered, collapsing onto the soft bed, yielding to

Her voice was icy,

a little time to figure

Adam's apple bobbed

from his cheek, down to his throat, slowly moving over each tense muscle, along the ridges of his

me a good explanation, I'm going to make sure you lose

he nudged the knife's icy tip away, raising three fingers in a vow, "Just three days, and I'll

some story you're making up." She hoped he got the message: betray her, and it would

had a hundred lives, I wouldn't dare, my dear wife, you have

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

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

got up swiftly, and as he left, he picked up the knife, holding

his thoughts tangled with the night. How did those condoms end

the headboard,

Eliza's fingers flew over the screen, "I

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