His Destructive, Toxic Love (Jasper and Eliza)

Every word she said hit him right in the heart, leaving him utterly defenseless.

They'd been married for two years, and she had always been as gentle as a kitten. This sudden burst of aggression was completely out of character.

His eyes darkened.

He retreated to his desk, pulled out a cigarette, and placed it between his lips. He couldn't answer her question.

With a flick of his lighter, he took a deep drag. "Haven't you always wanted to work? I found you a job."

"I don't need you to find me a job," she replied coldly.

He took another deep inhale and exhaled a cloud of gray smoke. "Seems like you also don't need your mother to come back to life."

"What exactly do you want?" She knew Casper was up to no good. After misunderstanding her relationship with Aaron, he probably wanted to send her to some shady place. "Do you want me to work in a nightclub?"

"A nightclub?" He scoffed like he'd just heard a joke. "Are you good at pleasing men or serving them submissively? You're as stiff as a board in bed. Who would like that?"

wiping away her tears, she asked, "Then

the back alleys of Miami to hustle or to Las Vegas to run scams. Could you do that?" He blew a cloud of smoke right into

waving away

up an employment contract from his desk and

Welton International, Design Department.

eyes. She immediately handed the contract back to Casper. "I'm

him more than once, dreaming

going to work with

resume to the Design Department of Welton International multiple times. With her qualifications and experience, she

He wouldn't allow her to work, and going to Welton International was out

she didn't bother

as possible. If given

"I won't go."

a job

out his cigarette, grabbed her by the arm, and pressed her onto the couch,