Can’t Win Me Back

Jameson said, "What's there to be afraid of? I've faced and done far more terrifying, darker, and more evil things over the years." Trembling slightly, Jameson lowered his eyes.

His face was pale.

He reached out a hand as if to catch a butterfly but grasped at nothing.

A moment later, he let his arms hang by his side.

He curled his fingers into tight fists but still seemed powerless.

"Right now, all I want is to see Lyse one last time before I die." The hired assassin was apprehended, and Natalie was transferred to a hospital under KS Group's care.

After returning, Axel, with his superior hacking skills, identified the cellphone number's owner and the outgoing message's origin within a few hours.

He was demonstrably more efficient than the police's Digital Forensics Department.

After all, he was a seasoned professional.

The hush of night blanketed the manor.

Jasper and Alyssa's bedroom was a scene of post-coital bliss.

Their clothes lay scattered on the floor, and the air hung heavy with a musky scent.

Jasper held

right up

glow on their cheeks as they slept

being exhausted from days of strategizing, they didn't neglect their physical

night left Alyssa so worn out that she fell

phone on the

light sleeper,

habit he developed from his

could only get better quality sleep when he held

and snuggled closer, oblivious

watched her, his heart overflowing with

could spend eternity gazing at her,

emergency yet unwilling to wake her, he stretched across

he

tiptoed to the living room and answered the

"Axel," he greeted.

"I'm sorry.

I wake you both?" Axel's voice was hoarse, laced with suppressed

"No worries.