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.

went alone to the crematorium to take her father's ashes back to the

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

you're a bastard. Do you have to destroy my whole family?" Her eyes trembled, her fingertips growing cold. Her heart slowed to the point where she could barely feel it

paused as he buttoned his shirt, then continued,

his mind," Eliza's

her neck. "I'm doing this for his own good." His

hoping to win a favorable glance from Casper and to

not giving up her marriage after relinquishing her identity as the Henderson family daughter. In his eyes, she was just a parasite clinging to him, desperate

stolen a glorious life of eighteen years from his crush, Nova, taking her place in this marriage. She even stole Nova's legs. Eliza deserved to die, as did her

of despair, Eliza pushed him away, bent down to open the bedside table drawer, and took out a bottle of emergency