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.

other until the tall, burly guy muscled

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

the bar across the street and

to her feet, intending to leave

blocked her way, not willing to let their prey escape.

didn't want to talk. She walked to

her back. "Come on. We're not bad guys. Let's find a place to

"Let me go."

all her might. Her resistance was like a kitten's scratch

impatient, are we?" The men

had seen too many girls like her. Whether they

and wallets. The girls would wake up with

Let her go!" A woman's voice

them, pushing the men aside

rubbing their chins, laughed. "Another chicks, boys. Looks like we're in for a