Can’t Win Me Back

Alyssa slowly narrowed her eyes at Jasper with a look that could cut through steel. He appeared a bit

flustered under her intense scrutiny.

She didn’t mince words as she remarked, “That’s disgustingly corny, even if you think it isn’t.”

He stammered, “I just… want to be closer to you.”

Perplexed by her sudden anger, he realized he was utterly clueless when it came to comforting women.

As a company president known for his decisiveness in business and eloquence at global summits, he

now felt utterly helpless before the woman he loved.

“Please, don’t call me Lyse, like how you called her ‘Lia.’ It only makes you associate me with her, and

that’s a grave insult.”

She fixed a piercing look on him.

In response, he pursed his lips, feeling his throat catch.

on her had never truly lessened. She remained

would latch onto it

words, she had

future for their relationship if she stubbornly

nothing to do with Liana or anyone else. I just-” he began to explain himself.

the door. “Don’t

I know you well. You’ll never leave Rose’s

to

face darkened as he stared at her lonely figure.

because she was pressed for time. She was busy with hotel

day and could only work on Lyla’s dress at Rose’s studio in the

exquisite crystal hair clip from the table. Tossing her hair coolly, she fashioned her

into a bun.

his fingers moved unconsciously. He had an irresistible

her thick, dark, and luscious

had once shared a bed as newlyweds. Back then, Alyssa always tossed and turned in her sleep,