His Destructive, Toxic Love (Jasper and Eliza)

Eliza was out to make a living, sure, but not at the expense of her pride. "Sir, you might want to find someone else," she said, her voice laced with disdain.

As she turned to leave, Nate stepped right in her way, looking her up and down with complete disrespect. "What's with the act? Everyone here is loaded. Do you really want to risk offending us and lose your standing in Falconridge?" he threatened.

Eliza finally glanced at the other men in the room. When her eyes met Casper's, she hesitated for a moment. He sat there with a mocking smile, casually flicking a golden lighter, looking like he was just there for the show. Something inside Eliza hurt.

Turning back to Nate, she stared him down. "Are you saying you can pay me to drink?"

"Absolutely, I'm a man of my word," Nate boasted, thumping his chest. "I might lack many things, but money isn't one of them."

"Show me the money."

The challenge was clear: She had to drink ten rows of ten cups each. She would get paid stacks of cash. It was ten grand per stack and a hundred stacks in total. All of it was cash that Nate had someone withdraw on the spot.

things too far, Jonah whispered, "She's Casper's wife. Take

his ex-wife,"

is a

to offend Falconridge's trust fund babies. She was never a drinker but downed five cups in

Nate said, surprised. "This

steadied herself on the table, her body swaying. "I can drink more," she

me 'hubby' and I'll drink for you. The money's still yours." He wrapped an arm around her shoulder, his hand sliding down her

his grip, Jonah stepped in, pulling Nate's hand away. "If you don't want to die, keep your hands to yourself," he warned in a

so stay out of it," Nate

I didn't warn

could he tolerate seeing his woman harassed in public? Jonah glanced back at Casper. The mockery had faded from his face, replaced by a cold, steely