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.

running his fingers through her

gave you a

it wears off, you'll

your health." He caressed

you'll need to listen to

You bastard...

in the end."

glared at

being radiated

Schmidt Group has fallen, the

of yours are either

dead end!" Jameson listened

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

"But forget it.

reduced to a mere

death!" "You've misunderstood me,

never thought

wanted was to be with you." His gaze was

I know

always been so stubborn, like a

back, the

sure you're not

thinking about how you can escape this island or perhaps about how

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