His Destructive, Toxic Love (Jasper and Eliza)

Chapter 678

"No worries, really." My back's just a bit sore.

The tall guy, without a second thought, plopped his big hands on my shoulders, his lips curling into a teasing grin. "Listen, buddy, you can't dodge this forever, so why not just..."

Before he could finish, Casper's eyes narrowed, and he flicked the guy's hand away.

Then, with a swift motion, his leg lashed out, delivering a kick with force and precision that was anything but ordinary.

Caught off guard, the tall guy went flying, crashing through several tables and chairs, creating a cacophony of splintering wood. He landed with a heavy thud and a pained yell.

Casper pulled Eliza behind him, his expression a mix of pride and icy calm, enough to make everyone around take a step back.

A few cocky types, seeing their buddy get humiliated, were instantly fired up. They clenched their fists and charged at Casper, thinking they could take him down with sheer numbers.

A smirk of disdain and calm flickered in Casper's eyes.

To him, these guys were just your run-of-the-mill street pests, nothing more than a few punches and kicks could handle.

But Eliza's heart was racing.

All she saw was a crowd ganging up on the few.

Worried Casper might get the short end of the stick, she grabbed a beer bottle and, without a second thought, swung it at the nearest muscle-bound guy.

As the bottle shattered over his head, the room fell silent.

came the guy's groans and unsteady

dares mess with my man, I'll

Eliza declared, her voice a bit raspy from the

Her eyes, a bit red from the alcohol, locked onto the intruders as she held the broken bottle

if you've got the guts, come at me. I'll have you

Casper: ...

smirk; this woman was... something

you think you can talk big, little

seriously, swinging his fist

a flash, casually tripped him with

with sunglasses stumbled,

Crash.

hit the ground at Eliza's feet, dust kicking up

lightly on his shoulder, "What's the matter? Planning

flushed with a mix of anger and shame, he barked at his buddies, "What are

down to three, sprawled out

shaken, clenched his fists but hesitated, unsure of his

pair wasn't to be

maybe we should just

man took

they'd bitten off more than they could chew, and left, grumbling

they muttered, teeth

half-bottle, feeling her knees weaken, but Casper caught her