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?"

lips slid down her neck, biting into her delicate shoulder. Eliza winced in pain. He intertwined his fingers with hers,

He didn't love her; it was all about physical need. His emotional needs were never about her. If Nova hadn't been unwell, Eliza wouldn't have had to endure these 'sexual

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

and a girl-to

nightgown ended up in the trash. The

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.

paused, the

you're such a country bumpkin. The Welton family is loaded; what do a few vases matter? Do you

an eyebrow and smirked. "Go

way, tonight Casper is taking me to an important gala. I heard