Can’t Win Me Back

Chapter 1158

Jameson panted heavily as sweat trickled down his chiseled face. His eyes gleamed with malice, like a devil emerging from the depths of hell. A sense of satisfaction enveloped him after his recent predation.

“Mr. Schmidt,” Carl and Amber greeted him in unison.

Jameson tossed the blood-stained whip onto the floor and took off his glasses. He then wiped off the blood on the glasses with the hem of his shirt.

Back in Kontina, he’d go hunting whenever he was in a foul mood. Unfortunately, Solana City didn’t have any hunting grounds. Left with no choice, he was forced to release his frustration on human beings instead.

To his surprise, he found torturing humans much more enjoyable than hunting wild animals, a practice he intended to continue.

blood on Jameson’s hand,

hesitated briefly before offering, “Mr. Schmidt, your hand is

had aggressively dragged her into his bedroom and slammed the door shut, leaving Carl worrying for her fate at the

herself in only her undergarments as they stumbled onto

which bore an

her cheeks to

her decade of service to Jameson, he had never forced himself on

about Jameson. He was no longer the

but a ringing phone interrupted him. He frowned when he saw the

Isn’t that right?” the caller