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.

and shoved each other until the tall, burly guy muscled his way to the

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

to sober up. She saw the bar across the street and realized these men likely

thanks." She staggered to her feet,

her way, not willing to let their prey escape. "It's okay. We're good guys

walked to the roadside, trying to

We're not

"Let me go."

Her

impatient, are we?" The men

girls like her. Whether they resisted or not, the outcome

on women and would sometimes even steal their phones and wallets. The girls would wake up with no memory of what

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to them, pushing the men aside and wrapping her arms around

chicks, boys. Looks like we're