His Destructive, Toxic Love

She had been married to Casper for over two years now. In bed, he always took charge, guiding every move. This kind of humiliation was new to her. She knew he was doing it on purpose. After what felt like an eternity of internal struggle, she finally made up her mind. She lifted her hand and unfastened his belt. Closing her eyes, she was about to lower her head when he grabbed her chin, his stern eyes glinting with an unreadable light. She panicked, like a startled deer, her eyes trembling slightly. Her vulnerable look was incredibly enticing, softening his gaze a bit.

"For him, you'd do anything?" he asked.

"It's for myself," she replied, her voice steady.

He knew there were some burdens she just couldn't bear. Their eyes locked, his expression turning complex and hard to read. Eliza's back stiffened, their intimate position making her feel deeply embarrassed. She tried to turn her head, but he forcefully turned her face back to him. Taking her hand, he placed it on his boner. The warmth of him scorched hers, and her breathing became erratic. With a triumphant smile, he buckled his belt.

He said in a nearly calm voice, "Someone else will handle the acquisition of the Martin family. You should go back to your design department and work hard. Don't forget the debt you owe." Eliza felt like she had just dodged a bullet, letting out a long sigh of relief.

The next day, Eliza went to work. She first stopped by Molly's office, but she wasn't there. Passing by Nova's office, Eliza glanced inside to see Nova sitting there, lost in thought. Ever since Casper was stabbed and hospitalized, online public opinion had suddenly shifted, targeting Nova instead. They accused her of harboring resentment for not being promoted and mocked her for aspiring to transform from a regular employee into a manager. The praise she once received had turned into harsh criticism. Casper would probably be heartbroken.

Close to noon, Caroline walked into the design department and called everyone to the meeting room. Jessie nudged Eliza and whispered, "I heard there's going to be a personnel change involving you. Do you know where you're being transferred?"

Eliza shook her head, clueless about

it as well. Jessie lowered her voice even more, almost touching Eliza's ear, saying, "Did you hear? The

design Ms. Nova submitted was net

stolen. I wonder who was unlucky enough to have their work taken. She even got a $100,000 prize for it. If it were me, I'd be furious."

"Alright," Molly's voice cut in, "Everyone, quiet down. Ms. Caroline has an announcement."

The room immediately fell silent.

Caroline stepped forward and said, "I

know none of you like long

meetings, so I'll keep it short. Nova's

position as the assistant head of the design department is hereby revoked, and she is dismissed. Eliza Will take over as the new assistant head."

The room erupted into murmurs. Nova, suddenly being fired, looked incredibly embarrassed. "Why am I being dismissed? What did I do wrong?"

"Stealing designs and falsifying prizes. You seem to have conveniently forgotten your acts."

"You don't have the authority to dismiss me. Mr. Casper appointed me personally."

"So, you mean to say you won't

leave unless Mr. Casper tells you himself?" Caroline's face showed clear annoyance. After all, she was the vice president; dismissing someone shouldn't be questioned. "Who do you think you are? ?gave

you an opportunity, and you

squandered it. Now, pack your

things and leave immediately."

Humiliated and embarrassed, Nova walked out with her head down, while the rest of the design department exchanged looks. Some who knew the backstory smirked quietly. Nova had lost her pride and position, walking out in disgrace.NôvelDrama.Org is the owner.