His Destructive, Toxic Love (Jasper and Eliza)

"I'm not going. I'd rather die than go with you." She shook her head, her furrowed brow screaming defiance.

"Suit yourself."

He didn't bother with her anymore. Bending down, he got into the car, glanced at her in the rearview mirror, and, with a press of the accelerator, sped off.

Eliza sat by the roadside. She was so drunk she kept nodding off.

Some guys spilled out of the bar across the street and noticed her. They exchanged glances, a silent agreement passing between them, and quickened their steps towards Eliza.

She was cute, with a lovely figure that seemed too good to be true. They couldn't help but salivate at the sight of her.

"This one's mine. Haven't seen a girl this gorgeous in ages," the skinny man said, rubbing his hands together, eyes glinting with sleaze.

The short guy, unwilling to give up, retorted, "I spotted her first. She's mine. Next time, I won't argue."

"Why fight? There are three of us, and we can take turns. No one hogs her," the third man chimed in.

the tall, burly guy

here all drenched isn't good. You'll catch a cold, and that'd make me really sad." The burly man crouched in front of Eliza, reaching out to touch her shoulder.

the bar across the street and realized these men likely prowled the area looking for

She staggered to her feet, intending to leave this dangerous

way, not willing to let their

talk. She walked to the roadside, trying to

pulling her back. "Come on. We're not bad guys. Let's find

"Let me go."

left but struggled with all her might. Her resistance was like a kitten's scratch

are we?" The men

girls like her. Whether they resisted or

wallets. The girls would wake up with no memory of what happened the night before. They dragged Eliza towards a nearby alley. If she wouldn't walk, they'd

go!" A woman's

quickly ran up to them, pushing the men

boys. Looks like we're in for a treat