His Destructive, Toxic Love (Jasper and Eliza)

Casper was a tyrant in bed, never giving a damn about Eliza's feelings. She loathed the loveless sex they shared.

"Isn't it awkward doing this with our eyes wide open?" she asked icily, glaring at him.

Her words instantly ticked him off. Pinning her down, he flipped her over, pressing his full weight against her back. Eliza hated this position and struggled a bit.

"Hold still," he snarled, his hot breath against her ear. "Mrs. Welton, haven't you figured out how to please your husband yet? Maybe you need a little lesson, hmm?"

In this setting, his words dripped with a twisted kind of intimacy. She felt a mix of discomfort and fear.

"Casper, please... don't," she pleaded.

Grabbing her chin, he forced her to face him, kissing her hard while his hand gripped her waist. "Isn't this part of normal married life?"

pain. He intertwined his fingers with hers, their bodies close, whispers of false affection filling the quiet

all about physical need. His emotional needs were never about her. If Nova hadn't

the light outside the window On their wedding night, the moon had been just as bright. She had bought the

kids-a boy and a

No wedding night, no tender moments. Her carefully chosen nightgown ended up in the trash. The moonlight shone

was gone. Nova was downstairs, throwing a fit. Marian and the house staff didn't dare breathe loudly, letting her vent. Once Nova was tired of yelling, she started breaking things. Standing on the stairs, Eliza frowned, "Nova, every ornament in the house is priceless. Many are gifts from the Welton estate. Think before you break anything. Don't blame someone else

paused, the porcelain vase

family is loaded;

raised an eyebrow and smirked. "Go ahead then, break whatever you

scoffed, "By the way, tonight Casper is taking me to