Can’t Win Me Back

All of a sudden, Amber felt like she had lost her voice. It was as if someone had hit “pause” on her breathing.

Axel stared at Amber’s face, flushed red from her nervousness. A feeling of disdain rose in his heart.

Was he going to die in Jameson’s hands or hers?

He hadn’t forgotten that night when she had approached him with ulterior motives. He still remembered her poisonous hair stick that she had concealed in her hairdo.

He found it rather intriguing that she and her boss, Jameson, were playing good cop, bad cop. They were most likely in cahoots.

Tonight was probably part of their plan too. Was Jameson using her to set a honeytrap and having the princess save the hero?

Did they think that he was dumb or that he wouldn’t be able to resist women?

Even if he were a pervert who was overwhelmed by his emotions, his inner devil would become an angel just by looking at her face.

Axel’s superficial smile made Amber shudder. She pursed her lips and pressed her back against the cold shelf behind her.

“Oh? I’m really curious about what you said, Ms. Altman. Whose hands will I die in?”

“Anyway, you’ve got to—”

like

almost said Jameson’s name out loud. He raised his eyebrows in

tell him to go ahead then. I’d

tautness of her mind. She spoke in a shaky voice, “When… When did you figure it

met at the bar. I saw you

and continued, “But don’t be afraid. I won’t do anything to you even though I know

a ripple in her despondent heart, warming

said next

leaned closer to her ear. He said in a sultry voice, “Moreover, look at your appearance.

pain in her heart. She put her hands on his chest and pushed him away forcefully.

growing upset. His eyes dulled

like a duck to water. She was also

about that.

she trying to have her

back her surging emotions. She then said