His Destructive, Toxic Love (Jasper and Eliza)

Jonah's words jolted him back to reality. He turned his head to see Eliza sprawled across the table, fast asleep. With a sharp flick of his fingers, he signaled Nate furiously.

Eliza was hammered, completely out of it. Even after Casper got her into the car, she kept muttering nonsense. "I can drink more, just one more glass," she slurred, smacking her lips.

Casper's expression was icy. There she was, nestled in his arms, all soft and delicate, making it nearly impossible for him to stay mad. His large hand landed on her tousled hair, revealing a shocking scar he'd caused.

A mix of emotions swirled within him as he gazed at Eliza, his eyes dark and complicated. Two years of marriage, and she'd always been so compliant. Even with the rumors about him and Nova flying around, her gaze towards him remained filled with love and tolerance.

A wave of frustration washed over him. He pinned her down, pressing his lips to hers. Suddenly, she stirred, struggling to open her eyes, and pushed him away weakly.

"Stop," he commanded, holding her in place.

"Casper, don't... don't touch me." Her stomach churned, and with that, she vomited all over him. The stench of alcohol filled the car.

dragged her out of the car, stripping off his vomit-stained jacket. "If you can't handle your liquor, don't drink so much. Didn't you notice that creep

for someone like me. As long as I can make some cash, I don't mind being taken advantage of." She

inside out. Casper, seething, grabbed a bottle of water and forced her

"Get a grip."

and the autumn breeze sent chills, raising goosebumps on her skin. "How are you any

stopped, but the driver sped off when he saw Casper's menacing

few steps and trying for another taxi. But none

and dragged her back to

were something filthy. "I want to go home," she murmured, slumping

was Nova. "Casper, I have a fever, and I feel