His Destructive, Toxic Love (Jasper and Eliza)

"Move." Each word from the man's mouth felt like it was pulled straight from an icebox, carrying a bone-chilling cold.

Ricardo knew this guy was no joke, so he raised his hand and blew a whistle.

In seconds, a bunch of people with dyed blonde hair and colorful outfits swarmed in.

"Looks like you can fight," Ricardo said, casually brushing the blood from the corner of his mouth with his fingertip, his eyes flickering with a mix of admiration and challenge. "Those punches packed some serious power. Not bad. I like a guy with guts. But whether you leave or not depends on whether you can take down me and my crew here."

"Ricardo, there's more than one way to solve a problem," Casper said, pausing just a moment, his gaze sweeping over the gang behind Ricardo. "Those of you with any sense should step aside."

He needed to get Eliza to the hospital, and fast. There was no time to waste.

Ricardo sneered, not giving Casper's words any weight.

"Think you can just fight your way out of here? Not that easy," he scoffed. "Everyone, get him! Whoever wins gets the girl."

Even the bravest lion struggles against a pack of hyenas.

Casper knew this all too well.

fight?" His eyes narrowed,

Ricardo said arrogantly, his swollen eyes half-closed. "Today ends one of

grudgingly set Eliza down for the moment,

those who dared to cross him, fists and kicks were his go-to, his decisiveness and ruthlessness his trademarks. But

this mess quickly, and that was no small feat. The thugs in front of him were armed

on his wrist

steady and unwavering,

coming at me one by one, or all at once?" Casper took a step back, readying

a figure in the underworld, didn't care for

"All at

the thugs rushed

managed to fend them off easily, but their sheer numbers soon overwhelmed him. Clubs rained down on him, striking his back, shoulders, and even

"Thump..."

sound echoed as a club brutally grazed

beast let loose, spurted out, splattering on

impact, blood spraying from his mouth

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