His Destructive, Toxic Love (Jasper and Eliza)

"Give it a whirl, I'll be waiting outside for you."

"Mrs. Welton, right this way, please." Eliza followed the staff into the dressing

room.

The wedding dress wasn't exactly made-to-measure. With Eliza's slender figure, it hung a bit loose. The attendant worked some magic with a few pins, and it fit much better.

The curtain was drawn back.

The off-the-shoulder style, the snug waistline, and the spotlight above highlighted her delicate shoulders, casting a soft, radiant glow.

The intricately embroidered veil draped over her graceful collarbones was alluring, sensual, regal, and elegant.

Casper was mesmerized.

He'd never seen anyone wear a wedding dress so beautifully.

What would she look like in the custom-made, multimillion-dollar wedding dress he'd planned for her?

"Do I look alright?" Eliza asked, feeling the heat rise in her cheeks under Casper's unabashed gaze.

his eyes, and

he

shy. "Maybe it's just

makes the dress shine,"

capturing several photos of Eliza. Through the lens, her beauty was undeniable - rosy lips, bright eyes, gentle yet

truly deserve

arms around her from behind. "Elle, I've also arranged for Vivian, the world-renowned wedding dress designer, to create your wedding dress and gown. She'll be here with her team after the photoshoot. I can't wait to see you in the dress I've

Eliza was taken aback.

tailored dress would

designs start in the millions. A collection would

Way too extravagant.

really, it's

could it hot be? This is a once-in-a-lifetime moment. I'm willing to

tenderly. "I love

most beautiful, and unique bride in

A warmth spread through

grinned, snapping their first-ever

other dresses, Casper