His Destructive, Toxic Love (Jasper and Eliza)

Chapter 609

Eliza was practically dragged out of the nightclub, half protesting, half stumbling.

She twisted free from Casper's grip and shot him a fierce glare. "Have you been stalking me? And don't think just because you stood up for me that I forgot about the whole condom incident. Until we clear that up, we're nothing to each other."

"Wow, talk about cold," Casper replied, putting on an exaggerated wounded expression. "Why would we have nothing to do with each other?"

"Stay out of my business." Eliza tried to head back inside to continue her night with Chelsea, but Casper grabbed her arm and gently but firmly steered her back to the car. "Come on, enough drama already." "Casper, you..." She flailed, trying to bite him in frustration.

Casper buckled her seatbelt and, with one smooth motion, cupped her chin and pressed his lips to hers. His possessiveness was overwhelming, leaving her defenseless against his kiss. He always had a knack for murmuring sweet nothings into her ear at moments like this.

"Alright, don't be mad. I'd never do anything to hurt you, okay? Chill out, alright?"

His lips moved over hers, each word a plea for forgiveness.

Eliza tried to push him away but found herself too weak, "Casp..."

"Baby..." he murmured, pinning her down, their lips entwining, drawing her deeper into his hold, "...just

relax.'

relentless charm, she could only

gentle, appeasing glow on his face, and his long

her eyes. "Chelsea drank so much, I can't leave

have Ray take her

Caleb, asking him to take

grimaced at

like cats and dogs, and though

imagining

moment of hesitation, he approached Chelsea with his phone in hand. "Let's go, I'll take

face twisted in rejection and displeasure. "Ugh, why are you everywhere? Can't you just leave me

you?" Caleb snatched the drink from her hand. "Women should ease up on

have to do with you? You Welton

out, trying

her movements sluggish and awkward, leading her body

at you, drinking yourself silly," Caleb said with a

to steady her, intending to catch her by the waist. But in his haste, his hand veered off course and landed right on her