His Destructive, Toxic Love (Jasper and Eliza)

Casper leaned casually against his car. The streetlight above cast a soft glow on his hair and shoulders, highlighting his chiseled profile against the clear night sky. He had striking looks that even made other men do a double-take.

As he looked up and saw her approaching, his eyes narrowed, and a smirk tugged at the corner of his lips when he noticed her using a crutch. Perhaps in his mind, she was just clumsily mimicking Nova. "Aaron must be heartbroken seeing you like this," he scoffed.

Aaron? So, they talked. That explained why he was here.

"Weren't we supposed to discuss Robin?" she asked, trying to keep her voice steady.

He strode towards her, his cold eyes reflecting the chill of the night as he thrust the divorce papers at her. "Take these back, and then we can talk."

"Still can't let me go?" Eliza looked up at him. His tall frame blocked most of the light, making it hard for her to see his face clearly. "I'm not asking for a penny. Isn't leaving with nothing enough? Or do you not want to give Nova a proper status?"

He grabbed her chin, forcing her to meet his gaze. "Seems like I haven't given Nova a status yet, but you've already given Aaron one."

two years of marriage, she had always been loyal, but accusations still

happen between me and Aaron? Do you think everyone's

is going on?" His grip on her face tightened, distorting her features slightly. He leaned in closer, grabbing her waist. "Would he defend

kind words about her, which must have pissed Casper off.

She shoved him away.

crutch. Her eyes were filled with disdain and a

gripped the back of her neck, his lips brushing against her earlobe as he whispered hotly, "But you

slap him, but he caught

but his grip was too firm. "Feeling brave, huh?" he sneered, releasing her

balance, falling hard to the ground. Her palms scraped against the rough surface, dirt and grit embedding in the wounds. The pain in her

blood soaked through her pants, she didn't

her disheveled hair. "Silent in bed