Can’t Win Me Back

Terrified, Aidan felt his hair stand on its ends.

He hurriedly covered the woman's corpse with a blanket.

Trembling at the foot of the bed, he debated whether to call the police when there was a knock on the door.

It was 4:00 am.

Who could it be? It was certainly not room service.

Aidan walked to the door.

"W-Who's there?" His voice quivered uncontrollably.

"Mr. Aidan," came a calm and steady voice from outside.

"I'm here on Mr. Schmidt's orders to help you." Aidan remained stubborn.

"I-I don't need any help." "The woman you picked last night should still be in your room, right? How is she doing now?" Aidan's heart pounded in alarm as he rushed to open the door.

Aman stood outside, dressed in a black sports outfit with a cap pulled low and a black mask obscuring his features.

Only his cold and sharp eyes were visible.

""H-How do you know?" Aidan was shocked.

the man played a video on his phone right

brutal assault on the woman and injecting her

camera in the

her, he fell

beside him suddenly began to convulse, foam at the mouth,

his back was drenched in

into the room

room? Did you do this?

excesses, he barely had the

voice was weak

squinted

jerk! How dare you set me up?" Aidan roared and swung a punch at

man easily caught Aidan's

shoulder and slammed him onto the

back throbbed in pain, and

"Mr.

the time for impotent rage." The

this video landed in the hands of the police." Aidan's heart was in

you want?"

to clean up your mess." With that, the man stepped into the room and pulled a black nylon bag

body inside, zipped it

meticulously cleaned up all traces from the

Aidan watched, stunned.