Can’t Win Me Back

Jasper was reasonably worried. "She's failed her last mission. She might try again. After all, she's still

working for Jameson. We don't know what tricks she'll pull next time."

Axel snorted with a maniacal smile. "Hmph, no one could kill me."

Excruciating screams reverberated from the damp basement of The Millennium. Even Jameson's men

winced as they stood guard at the door.

Inside, a gory scene unfolded. Amber was chained by the wrists and hanging from the ceiling. Her frail

figure was covered only by a thin lace nightdress, the white fabric soaked in blood.

Once Jameson was tired from the whipping, he turned around and rested on the couch. He tossed the

whip to Carl and downed a glass of red wine.

Carl held the whip with trembling hands. "M-Mr. Schmidt, I..."

"Why? Can't bring yourself to whip her?" Jameson snickered maliciously. Behind his blood-stained

glasses hid his eyes with a chilling gleam. "Do you want to end up like her?"

bite the bullet and approach Amber

me. I can't go against

struggled to look up. "Don't hold back. Beat me

anyway."

jumped in rage upon hearing her remark. Approaching them in huge strides,

Amber by the neck, hissing, "Looks like

he rolled and unclenched his fists multiple times. "Are you passively rebelling

to live, but now, you're asking

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and only I will decide if you live or

she breathed shallowly as her face

past, she would have explained herself to Jameson. Since her first encounter with him at

him, even

she might manage to justify the night with Axel and

was no way she could conceal the truth about

Jameson had even burned the box of gastric

down! You're