His Destructive, Toxic Love novel Chapter 285

"So?" She furrowed her brows slightly, an unconscious gesture that only added to her allure.

He was entranced, gently holding the back of her head as he leaned in for a kiss. She didn't resist. Neither did she respond—she just let him.

He nibbled on her earlobe, his voice intense. "So, let's just stay together."

"Why bother? Isn't it better to find someone you truly love and spend your life with them?" She found Casper somewhat pitiable.

He sighed almost imperceptibly. "How do you know I don't love you?"

Her eyes flickered slightly.

Did he love her? Did he even know what love was? His idea of love seemed more like possession. That was not love. Love is about tolerance, understanding, and absolute trust. Casper could never grasp these concepts.

"I stopped loving you a long time ago and I won't fall for you again."

"There might be a miracle. I hope for a miracle," he said, his voice unusually gentle.

He knew regaining her trust would be hard. She had walked into this willingly. Now that she was here, he wasn’t going to let her go so easily. Call him possessive or even sick—he didn’t care.

His scorching kiss trailed down, his rough hands tearing open her blouse, gripping her waist tightly.

"Casper, I'm really on my period." She noticed something was off about him. His body was burning up.

Reaching out, she touched his forehead. He had a fever. "You're burning up," she said, trying to push him away.

He encircled her instead, a teasing smile playing on his lips, "Are you worried about me?"

"I just think you're weak. You’ve caught a fever from the rain," she scoffed.

"Weak?" He could overpower her right here and now, fever or not. Without giving her a chance to think, he pressed his hand against the back of her neck, kissing and biting aggressively.