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.

the bathroom, knife

gleamed with

Eventually, he was cornered, collapsing

voice was icy, sending shivers down

figure

apple

throat, slowly moving over each tense muscle, along the ridges of his abs, finally resting at

good explanation, I'm

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

truth, not some story you're making up." She hoped he got

had a hundred lives, I wouldn't dare,

you'll be sleeping in the guest room." She placed the knife on

to hesitate, "Okay, I'll take the guest

he left, he picked up the knife, holding it carefully. "Be careful with this, don't

brow, his thoughts tangled with the night. How did those condoms end up in

leaned against the headboard, texting Chelsea

fingers flew

edin