His Destructive, Toxic Love

"Ding Dong."

The doorbell rang.

"Casper, I saw you weren't feeling well, so I got you some medicine. Open the door, will you?"

"Casper, are you in there? It's Katie. Can you open the door, please?" "Casper..."

Katie, the woman outside, was pacing anxiously. She had given Casper a powerful love potion that required making love seven times to be cured. If not, it could cause fatal internal bleeding. She definitely didn't want to cause any deaths. "Casper, just open the door, okay?"

"Casper, I know you're in pain right now. I can help you."

Inside, Casper ignored the calls from outside. He was pressing Eliza forcefully. Only after releasing that pent-up heat did he begin to regain his senses.

Casper was beside her, gasping for breath. Eliza felt as though she had been crushed. Was she just used as a tool for his relief? Casper saw the intense hatred burning in her eyes as if it could devour him. Casper helplessly curved his lips into a bitter smile. "I was drugged; I had no choice. But don't worry, I'll take responsibility. If you want, I can marry you."

His voice was low, tinged with apology but also helplessness. Eliza reacted as if she had heard a ridiculous joke. Hugging the blanket tightly, her eyes wide open, she retorted, "Are you seriously ill? Who wants to marry you?"NôvelDrama.Org: owner of this content.

"Then what do you want? I can give you money." His tone was casual, almost magnanimous. "Name your price. I won't argue."

Eliza found his 'solving everything with money after forcing himself on her' attitude quite insufferable. She kicked him off the bed angrily.

"Casper, you think you're something special because you have some money? I can call the cops right now and say you raped me. Then you can wait to go to jail."

Casper was now on the floor, simply laughing it off. "Is that necessary? You're not a virgin anyway."

"Casper!!!!"

Damn it. What did he mean? Did it mean he could sleep with her as he pleased just because it wasn't her first time? What did he take her for?

Eliza grabbed the bedside lamp. "What do you take me for? You violated me and still make excuses for yourself. Are you even human?"

Her emotional outburst was

unexpected. Smashing a lamp

against his head could be serious. Casper stood up, snatching the lamp from her hands.

"Why so fiery? Were you unsatisfied with my performance just now? How about another round?"

"You're pushing your luck!"

She felt like she was being treated as a commodity. Katie was still outside. She heard the commotion and knocked on the door again. "Casper, are you in there? Please open the door, okay? I know you're in pain, and I can help you."

"Casper, can you hear me?"

Katie's voice continued. Eliza

hurriedly dressed, glaring fiercely at Casper. "I'm going to let your girlfriend see for herself what kind of

man you really are."

She didn't even put her shoes on properly in her rush to the door. Her hand hadn't even touched the doorknob when Casper grabbed her wrist and pinned her against the door.

"Why bother?"

"Mr. Casper, are you scared now?"

His words were deceitful.

"Weren't you just talking about marrying me, and now you're afraid your little girlfriend will find out you raped someone?"

"Rape? Isn't that word a bit too harsh? You seemed to enjoy it just a moment ago," he said with a half-smirk.

"Which eye of yours saw me enjoying it?" she glared, her cheeks flushing.

He responded with an overly innocent tone, "Well, I felt it."

"You felt crap." She pushed him hard. "Move aside."

Her angry demeanor appeared to him like an irate little wildcat.