His Destructive, Toxic Love

Her figure was slender yet curvy in all the right places, a perfect blend of elegance and allure.

His gaze was bold and unrestrained, making no effort to hide his desire to possess her. She could clearly see the longing in his eyes.

Eliza dodged away as he reached out with his clean, slender fingers to caress her cheek gently.

"So, you're just as vile."

Bang!

Their bodies jolted and rocked back and forth. The front of the car was heavily struck by an oncoming vehicle, caving in.

Through the windshield, Eliza saw Casper in the other car. His gaze was like a hawk eyeing its prey, full of danger.

Her heart skipped a beat.

Soon, the man from the other car opened his door and walked straight towards them.

He stood by the passenger side, staring emotionlessly at them, then suddenly raised his leg and kicked the car window. "Ah!" Eliza screamed, covering her head.

Casper's kick was powerful. The glass didn't break, but it cracked. As he was about to strike again, Zach unlocked the door.

Casper pulled the door open, grabbed Eliza by the wrist, and yanked her out. Without a word, he easily tossed her into his car as if she were a small kitten. Zach, gripping the steering wheel, frowned deeply.

Casper pinched Eliza's cheek harshly. "Did you let him touch you?"

"No." She tried to turn her face away from him but was firmly restrained, so she softened her tone. "Casper, calm down. Let me go first."

"Then tell me, why did you meet him? Did you ignore my words?" His fingertips pressed harder, distorting her delicate face.

Eliza didn't want to explain. No matter what she said, Casper wouldn't believe her.

"Speak up." He suddenly pressed her against the back of the seat, "You could talk to Zach just fine, but you're mute in front of me?" "What do you want me to say?" Her gaze was desolate, her beautiful face tinged with a hint of sorrow. "Even if I did, would you believe me?" Their eyes locked. It was a silent confrontation, a cold despair.

Casper let go of her, stomped on the accelerator, and drove back home.

"Get out." He opened the passenger door.

Eliza didn't want to leave.

"Do you want me to carry you?"

"Why did you bring me back here?"

Leaning on the car frame, he countered, "What, this isn't your home? Eliza, you're still my wife, not Zach's woman."

"Your wife?" She laughed mockingly, "Then who is the woman in the house now?"

Casper's expression darkened. He didn't like Eliza's defiance.

"Are you competing with Nova for my affection?"

"Could I even compete?" Her beautiful eyes looked towards Casper standing by the car door. "In your heart, I probably weigh less than a penny."

"You know your place, so you should know you only have the option to obey." His words were cold and ruthless.

Eliza scoffed lightly.

Obey? She wasn't a puppet on strings. Even if she once was, those strings had now been cut.

Casper lost his patience and yanked her out of the car by her arm. He was utterly ungentle. Her arm scraped against the edge of the car door, leaving a bloody trace. Eliza winced and shook off his hand. "Casper, let me go."