Can’t Win Me Back

The moon slowly rose in the inky night sky.

When they were back at the manor, Jasper went to his study to do some work. Alyssa bathed alone and did some simple skincare. Without even blow-drying her hair, she stood on the balcony and let the breeze accompany her as she was lost in her thoughts.

In her mind, Justin's words kept replaying, and she sifted through his words carefully as if she were using a fine-tooth comb.

Justin was too much of a mystery.

In her opinion, she felt that she was adept at reading others. When Jameson was love-bombing her, no matter how attractive his personality or features were, she still saw through everything and tore his mask to shreds.

But from Justin, she couldn't sense a hint of animosity. Instead, he was gentle and charming, like a light spring breeze.

What truly caught her off guard was his willingness to try out the new drugs for Lauren's sake. Even if his intentions were not entirely noble, this gamble was a bit too risky.

Alyssa’'s brows were deeply furrowed as a million thoughts ran through her mind. "Justin, who are you?"

Suddenly, a passionate and tender embrace enveloped her from behind, his arms tightly circling her waist.

love, why didn't you blow dry your hair when I'm not around?" Jasper suddenly appeared behind her. His sharp chin lay on her shoulder as his warm breath spread over her neck, reddening

You scared me." Alyssa whispered. His teasing made her feel ticklish,

thoughts? You looked so preoccupied.” Jasper

still absorbed in her thoughts,

his kissing turned to biting as if he was punishing her. "Ah, it hurts...

grip. Her

her knees go weak, and she started shivering. “Lyse, who did you say you were thinking of?" Jaspers chest

know I didn't mean it that way...

kiss attacked her lips, and his tongue wrested control over her. Alyssa's tongue was completely subdued by Jasper, aching and numb. Tears squeezed out of the corner of her eyes as her

a little unhinged today,

deeper into her thoughts, his ravaging kiss addled her mind, making her head feel heavy. Her only piece of clothing, the rose-pink silk

body was like a tender flower bud blossoming

final thread of

calloused hands kneaded her left side while he took the right