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?"

her delicate shoulder. Eliza winced in pain. He intertwined his fingers with

supposed intimacy did nothing to change their relationship. 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

just as bright. She had

and a girl-to complete their

Her carefully chosen nightgown ended up in the trash. The moonlight shone through, and she sighed

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

the porcelain

her grip. She sneered, "Really, you're such a country bumpkin. The Welton family is loaded;

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

the way, tonight Casper is taking me