Can’t Win Me Back

Jasper stared at those three pills in shock.

The coldness of the unknown surged and stirred within his chest.

Jameson was a schemer, a man who thrived on manipulation.

Every word he spoke could be part of an elaborate ploy.

Maybe these pills were poison, a way to kill him without the mess of bloodshed.

"Tf I take all of them, will you let Lyse go?" Jasper's voice cracked, hoarse with pain.

Jameson chuckled nonchalantly.

"Of course." "Did you think that I would believe you? Show yourself or get those lapdogs of yours to come at me if you want me dead.

Let's fight face-to-face.

If not, you might as well just shoot me." Jasper then slammed his fist into the glass and added, "Don't use such a vicious tactic.

I won't fall for it!" "Choose between the two," Jameson said, his grin widening.

it's not you, it'll

decision is yours, Jasper." Jasper's

picked up the black pill and pocketed the others, just in case Jasper had any other tricks up

“Just this one then.

you into doing something you're not willing to anyway." "Give

He had no hesitation.

what

He knew from the start that

hurt Alyssa—or worse, force her

more time he bought for

were already

if the pills were poison, he would just have to hold out against

showed up before Jasper with

me," Jameson demanded, excitement

down, the pills cold

Seconds ticked by.

mock him, Jasper threw back his

if they were connected, Alyssa's fingers twitched at that moment, her lashes

Jameson's pupils dilated.

one could anticipate the reaction or outcome