His Destructive, Toxic Love

"Clear the pool?"

"Mr. Casper, do you want to make an assessment?" Mr. Willis, worried about losing business, quickly called over a staff member. "Make an announcement, we're clearing the pool." Before long, people in the swimming pool started to leave one by one.

Eliza and David were chatting and getting ready to go as well. But when Eliza looked up, she saw Casper standing right in front of her. He was wearing only a pair of swim trunks, and his penis was pretty noticeable, making her ears turn a bit red as she awkwardly looked up at him.

He looked furious. His dark eyes were narrowed, and they had a fierce glint. Unconsciously, Eliza took a couple of steps back.

Sensing the tension, David extended his hand politely to greet Casper. "Hello, Mr. Casper."

Casper didn't even bother to look at David properly. He cracked his neck a couple of times, the sound echoing crisply. Then, he kicked David hard, sending him flying into the middle of the pool. A massive splash erupted from the water.

Eliza was stunned and was about to protest when she saw Casper jump into the pool, too. The two men started fighting, with Casper holding David under the water and beating him indiscriminately. As soon as David surfaced, he was pushed down again. After several rounds, David was utterly defenseless.

Standing by the pool, Eliza was frantic. "Casper, what the hell are you doing?"

"I leave home for just a few days, and you're out here on a date with David?" Casper snarled, holding David's head underwater and glaring at Eliza with a cold, fierce look. "Do you think the Welton International shares haven't fallen enough? Or is your reputation for infidelity not notorious enough?"

The icy look in his eyes made her shiver. "I didn't," she murmured.

"I saw what you did!" he roared.

David's punishment continued. Fearing a fatality, the pool's owner called several young, strong men, who jumped in and forcibly

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David was being carried away, Eliza, worried about his condition

prepared to follow.

But Casper was quicker. He grabbed her wrist and pulled her into the pool. "Eliza, you still want to follow him? Do you really think I'm dead?"

"What are you trying to do?" Eliza asked, exhausted.

"Just now, he was touching your waist, your legs. Tell me, what were you doing? Speak."

He roared, the veins on his forehead visibly throbbing. "Just teaching me to swim counts as touching now?" Her voice was hoarse, and she didn't want to explain. "If you insist on thinking the worst of us, then fine, it's exactly as you imagine. Are you satisfied now?"

She knew these words would provoke Casper. She was truly fed up with being misunderstood time and again.

"Eliza, dare you say that again?"

"We touched, and had sex, not just once, okay? Mr. Casper." She glared at him, articulating every word for the first time so defiantly. "Wake up and say that to me again."

He forcefully submerged her head underwater Eliza's eyes, ears, and mouth were all filled with water. She flailed and struggled, but her strength was too little to make much difference. She was gasping for air. Painfully, she closed her eyes.

"Eliza, tell me again, what exactly did you do with him? Speak."

He shook her. The water she had swallowed was jostled out. "Cough, cough..." Her eyes reddened as she pulled a smile, "...Casper, it's exactly what you think. If you have the guts, kill me today. If you don't, I'll cuckold you every day."