At first, Jameson had no intention of touching her.

His love for her was so profound that he couldn't bring himself to do it.

He was well aware that this wedding was far from perfect, decent, or presentable.

In fact, it was almost absurd.

But the fact that she refused to even pretend or put on a show during his final days was unbearable.

Alyssa watched as Jameson's chest was gradually exposed, a bead of sweat trailing down his sculpted abs, his skin flushed with a pink hue of arousal.

Her eyes widened in terror, her face burning with embarrassment.

It hurt.

It hurt all over.

Pain spread throughout her insides and to every nerve ending.

Just as his hands reached to tear her nightgown, he caught a glint of cold steel in his peripheral vision.

He held his breath.

Somehow, Alyssa had gotten her hands on a sharp knife.

She had positioned it right at his chest in the blink of an eye.

She would be aiming at his heart if she moved it a little to the side.

"Where did you get that from, Lyse?" After amoment of shock, Jameson smiled gently.

didn't even bat an

you dare

will kill you!"

and her hand trembled as she

hurriedly left, forgetting to

opportunity to snatch it and tuck it away under

move, the tranquilizer rendered her incapable of using

this point, she was draining every last bit of strength

her again, she would kill

slight smile, tenderness in his eyes

the knife slowly pressed into his

Alyssa was nearly overwhelmed, struggling to keep a firm grip

don't have much longer to live." Jameson's body shook with

been diagnosed with

My days are numbered.

you stay with me during my final days?" "You've committed

so

with fury, "Jameson, do you think you deserve a peaceful end? That's impossible! "You pushed for the wedding quickly because you received word that the island

well aware you can't stay

"Listen...

fairly so that the souls of the dead can find peace!" Initially, she

realized he wanted her to surrender

Jasper and

would rather die than let him

harshly, his gaunt, chiseled

you know I'm wicked, a

Jasper." As he spoke, he wrenched the knife from her

had her wrists pinned above her head, his lips

he was trying

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