Jameson held Alyssa in his arms, the woman he had sacrificed everything for, as if she was the most precious thing in the world.

His clammy hands pressed her tightly against his chest, as though he wished their souls could merge.

"Jameson...

You bastard...

Let go of me..." Alyssa choked out, her bloodshot eyes brimming with tears.

Despite her rage, a vulnerable air clung to her, evoking pity.

Her fragile beauty only heightened Jameson's desire.

"Lyse, when you look like this...

it only makes me want you more." Sweat slid down his temple, his back quivering as he fought to control himself.

Alyssa could feel his fiery, heavy breaths near her ear, filled with lust.

"Asshole..." Without any strength in her, Alyssa could only allow him to hold her in his arms as tears of hatred welled up in her eyes.

Once so proud, Alyssa Taylor was now entirely at the mercy of her most despised enemy.

The helplessness and despair were worse than death.

Jameson whispered, running his fingers through

gave you a

wears off, you'll feel

your health." He caressed her

you'll need to

You bastard...

end." Alyssa's body was

at Jameson

being immobile, her entire being radiated

really think you've won? The Schmidt Group has fallen, the drug experiment is over, Carl and

are either dead or have

end!" Jameson listened silently, his eyes

me, you plan to use me as a hostage for your escape," she laughed

"But forget it.

won't be reduced

even in death!" "You've misunderstood me,

never thought

I wanted was to be with you." His gaze was intense, filled

I know you very

so

back, the harder

not thinking about dying right

you can escape this island or perhaps about how

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