His Destructive, Toxic Love

"Don't talk nonsense, Rick is into me," barked the man with the strained voice, his words dripping with sleaze. Eliza's gaze was hazy as she looked at the oddly dressed 'men' before her. "Move," she demanded, channeling every bit of her strength.

"Babe, Rick's the real deal. Stick with him, and you'll be craving more every day." The 'man' in the fishnet shirt strutted forward, shaking his hips. "Consider yourself lucky."

Eliza's eyelids began to droop. She clutched the eyebrow pencil tightly. The cold blade bit into her flesh, and blood dripped steadily from her palm.

"Get lost," she hissed.

The 'men' noticed something off. "Is she on something?"

"Looks like she took an aphrodisiac. Her face is so flushed... If she doesn't get some relief soon, she might just keel over."

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"Of course! Rick's record is three hours, seven times a night."

The figures before her blurred, like they were shrouded in morning fog. Eliza's hearing faded. Desperately, she clawed at her clothes, trying to fight off the burning heat. But this heatwave seemed to have a life of its own, eating away at her reason and strength. She was on the brink of collapse, teetering.

Suddenly, she was hoisted into the air, securely slung over someone's shoulder. Eliza's body gave out, her eyelids heavy as she slipped into unconsciousness.

...

Back at the Welton Estate, John couldn't shake the feeling that something was terribly wrong. Zhongshan Alley, in the dark of Falconridge, was like a hidden predator, full of danger and the unknown. Gays, HIV, sexual predators, thugs, riff-raff... it was a cesspool of sin, no place for a woman.

A bad premonition hit him. His heart raced, fear creeping in. Could something bad happen?

A chill ran down his spine, and he rushed to find Casper.

"Mr. Casper, I need to confirm, does Ms. Valerie live in Zhongshan Alley?"

Casper was taken aback.

Zhongshan Alley? No decent person would live there. His eyes narrowed, his voice cold and puzzled. "Of course not. Why?"

"Mr. Casper, something terrible has happened. I... I sent Ms. Valerie to Zhongshan Alley. I... I..."

The driver was panicked, his voice trembling. He feared not just for his job, but for his life.

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her to Zhongshan Alley?"

"Yes, Aunt Fragrance told me to drop her there. Mr. Casper, you need to hurry. That alley..."

The driver was terrified, his scalp tingling. And he noticed something was off with Eliza.

"Mr. Casper, I... I think Ms. Valerie seemed a bit out of it," the driver tried to steady his breath, his voice shaking.

"You left her there in that state and just walked away?" Casper raised his fist, his eyes wide with rage. "If anything happens to her, you won't live either."

Casper flung the driver aside, not wasting a second. He slammed the gas pedal, and the car shot out like an arrow.

The lights in Zhongshan Alley were dim, the street corners silent. There was no sign of any women.

He clutched his phone, calling her while searching. The phone rang, but no one answered.

Casper muttered, "Pick up, come on, answer the phone..."