His Destructive, Toxic Love (Jasper and Eliza)

"Let me hear you," Casper demanded, gripping Eliza's waist with a force that was almost brutal.

She struggled, trying to push him away, but he pinned her down without mercy. Her delicate hands clutched at the finely made silk sheets in silent protest. Under the moonlight, his profile was sharply defined, his gaze a cold mix of desire and indifference.

"Not enjoying this?" he whispered, biting the soft flesh behind her ear, his breath heavy. "If this doesn't do it for you, let me tell you something. Your brother's already at Mercy Hospital."

Eliza's face went pale. Mercy Hospital in Falconridge was notorious, masquerading as a psychiatric facility while engaging in horrific acts like organ harvesting.

Ignoring her humiliation, Eliza's fingers trembled as she grabbed his arm. "Why would you do this?"

"It's to make you remember this day forever," he said, stepping back and pulling on his shirt with long, clean fingers.

Last year, her father had been imprisoned, and her mother suffered a brain hemorrhage from a car accident, remaining in a coma ever since. Not long after, her father committed suicide in prison. That day, it had rained heavily.

take her father's ashes back to the cemetery. Despite all evidence pointing to Casper's involvement in her father's

to return from abroad, to do this to her, to humiliate her, and she endured it. But why would he send her disabled brother to such a

whole family?" Her eyes trembled, her fingertips growing cold. Her heart slowed

he buttoned his shirt, then continued, "Robin's condition isn't good;

issue, not his mind,"

this for his own good." His mocking lips touched

marriage, she had endured, appeased, and supported him, hoping to win a favorable glance from Casper

her marriage after relinquishing her identity as the Henderson family daughter. In his eyes, she was just a parasite clinging to him,

taking her place in

to open the bedside table drawer, and took out a bottle of