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.

together on the bed, Jasper held a sleeping

was pressed right up against

had that post- coital glow on their cheeks as

of strategizing, they didn't

left Alyssa so worn out that

phone on the bedside

always a light sleeper,

a habit he developed from his days on the

get better quality sleep when

closer, oblivious

his heart overflowing

could spend eternity gazing at her, never

unwilling to wake her, he stretched across and grabbed

eyes narrowed as he saw

to the living room and

"Axel," he greeted.

"I'm sorry.

Axel's voice was hoarse,

"No worries.