Casper stood there, cursing under his breath, his anger practically radiating off him as he chased after her.

Just as she was about to pass his car, he grabbed her wrist and shoved her inside.

"You've got quite the temper."

"Casper, I'm telling you now, I won't agree. Don't even think about it," she snapped, her eyes blazing and her fingers trembling. "Push me too far, and I'll take you and Nova down with me."

He suddenly laughed, a twisted, deranged sound filled with contempt and anger.

"Eliza, since when did you get so bold? Do you believe you can take someone out?" He yanked her wrist, pulling her close, his large hand tightening around her waist. "You should be more worried about youself."

Tears of frustration welled in her eyes, making her look heartbreakingly vulnerable.

Disappointment, despair, hopelessness-she was drowning in a sea of hatred.

"You promised me you wouldn't touch my mom. You promised!"

His Adam's apple bobbed, and his tone softened. "If you know I promised, then why are you acting crazy like this?"

She covered her face with her hands, her sobs muffled and restrained. Her slender shoulders shook violently.

to stroke her hair, ready to offer some comfort, but Eliza

an instant. Grabbing her wrist again, he pulled her into

he gripped her chin

far from tender. He kissed her, and she bit him, their blood mingling in their mouths,

panting. "Do you want me to

you're a sick

to me, desperate to marry me, because you liked this 'sick freak."" He pinned her beneath him, ignoring the driver in front. "Eliza, you better behave, or else..."

capable of." He finally let her go, straightening his

was a threat,

forced herself to calm

and swallowed her grievances. "I'll pay

"Whatever."

you keep

see how

her voice icy. "I want to go back to my

"Fine."

stopped when they reached the studio apartment, and

immediately. The window rolled down, and he watched her enter the apartment before finally lifting

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